This is a song about "Streets"

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Can trust nobody on the streets

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Know these streets well so im never trapped, these streets are evil

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Hear the rappin filled within the streets

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Cops won't look in the streets,

I said believe in your dreams

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Played our beats on the streets

All that ass in your jeans

You're walking these streets,