This is a song about "Streets of texas"

She was new to the school i think she moved from texas

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,

I'm one of the best who graduated from the streets of nor-folk

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

From concrete, and up on streets, we got more of chromosomes,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

For the people at least in the streets thoughts of peace,