This is a song about "The street"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

While i’m walking down the street

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I see the kids on the street

Last of a dying breed

The drug that they brain need

G.o.n.z. running down the street

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

The cops are after me and i say hi in the street

Just to let you know, you are

Down the street to the car,