This is a song about "Street girl"

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

While i’m walking down the street

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Including fox hill and 27th street

Began my life out on then street

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Including fox hill and 27th street

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Now it's time to eat

I see the kids on the street

African queen got what you need

When they see me on elm street

I'm the nigga on the back street

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap