This is a song about "The streets i live in"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I don't live in the hood

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Yo, i used to live in the mountains

Now i'm living out my dreams

Cops won't look in the streets,

But out in the streets, i aint no bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

But i get all the best discounts, i live in a target

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Cause out here in these streets you can live or your welcome to die

Back then i live in the urbane

We was lookin for change 'til barack came