This is a song about "Street niggaz"

Yea we hard on the street

But i'm not worried

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Scream like nightmares from a street

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

Leave you severed across the street

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed