This is a song about "Streets part 3"

Snitches here don't got no heart

Tear you apart part by part

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Got ya bitch wrapped around my necklace. flood the streets that was part of my

Yo man bars part number three

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Cause after all the lights and screams

Criminal paving these streets

Part manson, part hannibal, part mechanical shark

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

When you're reachin' your dreams

Cops won't look in the streets,

I said believe in your dreams

Betta stay outta the streets

Played our beats on the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks