This is a song about "That dank girl down the street"

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Or this other girl who lived across the street/

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I can feel your heart beating fast

You must mix that with dank

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Carolina where i made it from

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.