This is a song about "The streets"

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Roaming the streets wearing retro

Tryna kill my dreams

Hit me up on the streets

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get blown like lawn leaves

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Trap our young black seeds

Done grime these streets are the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Betta stay outta the streets

Flow is cold from the city streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

I said believe in your dreams

Played our beats on the streets