This is a song about "Step up 2 the streets"

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Step up to the mic and i'm full of rage

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

So who gonna step up to the plate now? are you the chosen one?

Oh, did i knock them on the streets, line them up neat

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Runnin' up all the streets and bogs

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

We're loading up the tecs, getting vexed, keep the streets closed,

He was proud that she noticed the boldness, its a big step up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Step up my reigns in the same plane.