This is a song about "The streets"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

The cia would plot to sell the crack, and flooded the streets,

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

But not the same kind thats back in the streets.

Now hey little mama

Done grime these streets are the

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

I bloody the seas like i bloody the streets

Played our beats on the streets

I said believe in your dreams