This is a song about "Streets part 9"

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

If you from the streets i feel your pain

Like she's a part of the commonwealth!

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

It ain't hard to make money

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

The way she walks and causes a fuss

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

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

I'm glad you didn't part kurt cobain style

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

From the streets to the charts,i was not