This is a song about "Street niggas"

I hate police so im saving the street!

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

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

What do i really need

Began my life out on then street

Now it's time to eat

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Wen i walk down ya street

For the low that nine cheap

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street