This is a song about "Street smarts"

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

We can't catch the beat

I hate police so im saving the street!

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

You're vacant in the smarts department think i'm black hearted

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

G.o.n.z. running down the street

For the low that nine cheap

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

May have got all the smarts inside your brain