This is a song about "The street dream"

You forget this shit comes from the street

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

From the back seat, back seat

While i’m walking down the street

Yea we hard on the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Bang! is the only sound of the street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Niggas in the street scared

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

People don't condone what they've never seen

The dream team is nothing but a dream

But what is a street with peace, sounds like a dream through sleep

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep