This is a song about "Street warfare"

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,

You forget this shit comes from the street

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

For the low that nine cheap

I'm the nigga on the back street