This is a song about "Streets of texas"

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

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

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

Who spits prattle crap and says he's texas chainsaw scary

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

More fights occurring here then the streets of cold ukraine

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines