This is a song about "Tears of the streets"

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

Hurl the bullshit, these words of sweat and tears will soon be heard.

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

Sweet, okay makes sense

Nobody could hear the tears

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

So insane, i inject my tears into the blood of my open veins

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak