This is a song about "Street sweeper"

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Scream like nightmares from a street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

You forget this shit comes from the street

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

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

Yea we hard on the street

From the back seat, back seat

Began my life out on then street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep