This is a song about "Walkig on the street at 9am"

Picking up all the girls on the street,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Girls on the street asking for numbers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street