This is a song about "Struggle in the streets"

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Now thats the fucking struggle

I'm on the block as usual

But the blessing was in the struggle, hope was merging through the rubble

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets