This is a song about "Street basketballl"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

When they see me on elm street

While i’m walking down the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

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

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

I don't know defeat

Now we all in the street

I'm the nigga on the back street

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Scream like nightmares from a street

I keep my money neat

If you saw me on the street

Me and my peeps often meet

Including fox hill and 27th street

Yeah i know we never got to meet