This is a song about "The streets and hood"

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

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

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Is it a wonder she now roams the streets and cries

Never miss these things, see my game precise

They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

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