This is a song about "Street theory"

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Wen i walk down ya street

I need to beat

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

The drug that they brain need

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I hate police so im saving the street!