This is a song about "Street life in oakland"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Began my life out on then street

The revolution will proceed

You want a big house cz your living in the street

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat