This is a song about "Street races"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Including fox hill and 27th street

And even though all the races are constantly disrespected,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Scream like nightmares from a street

African queen got what you need

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

But i'm not worried

When they see me on elm street

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Our races were faced with hate and it was tragic

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Born into a society run by superior races.

Sometimes i think, what i need

I see the kids on the street