This is a song about "Streets aint loyal"

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Only needs a few drops of oil on his coils to destroy you, he's loyal

Little more weed, first class seats

You're walking these streets,

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

You got me all smitten, plus i know your staying loyal,

No time to plot retreats

Played our beats on the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Betta stay outta the streets

All dudes aint loyal, all they wanna do is hit

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

I kept runnin through the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Taught me what a loyal women do

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo