This is a song about "Street cread"

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

We can't catch the beat

You forget this shit comes from the street

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

From the back seat, back seat

But a slave to my own street.

I don't know defeat

If you saw me on the street

I hate police so im saving the street!

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

When they see me on elm street

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Leave you severed across the street

The drug that they brain need