This is a song about "Street life"

I hate police so im saving the street!

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

African queen got what you need

Including fox hill and 27th street

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

But a slave to my own street.

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Sometimes i think, what i need

While i’m walking down the street

Yea we hard on the street

For the low that nine cheap