This is a song about "Street nigga"

Wen i walk down ya street

I don't know defeat

If you saw me on the street

More money that mean less sleep

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

You forget this shit comes from the street

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Now we all in the street

Last of a dying breed

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Including fox hill and 27th street