This is a song about "Street cuze"

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Me and my peeps often meet

While i’m walking down the street

Began my life out on then street

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I pray the lord my guns to keep

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Yea we hard on the street

We can't catch the beat

Bitch i'm all you need

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

When they see me out in the street

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed