This is a song about "Voices of the street"

Who's from, the other side of the street, we bury it,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

African queen got what you need

Bang! is the only sound of the street

I wish the voices would stop and stop

I can only imagine, uncle bob

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Ya know i'm the one packing heat, undefeated i can't be beat, king of the street

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

You gotta change the voices in your head

And i'm rhymin' up about all of this shit up in the 'hood 'cuz i'm a street poet,

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

G.o.n.z. running down the street