This is a song about "Street credit"

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

I keep my money neat

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Wen i walk down ya street

If he does my soul to keep

While i’m walking down the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

If you saw me on the street

More money that mean less sleep

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Sometimes i think, what i need

I see the kids on the street