This is a song about "Street basketballl"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Including fox hill and 27th street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

But a slave to my own street.

This is the concrete

When they see me on elm street

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Scream like nightmares from a street

Bitch i'm all you need

You forget this shit comes from the street

More money that mean less sleep

When they see me out in the street

I’m way harder than the concrete

While i’m walking down the street

From the back seat, back seat