This is a song about "Struggles in fue streets"

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

U lookin real scared in dem streets cus

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Have sex on a highway in the lexus

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets