This is a song about "Walking down the street with a beer in my hand"

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Disformed since i was born at 11 o'clock in the mourn with a pen in my hand

Killing these niggas off quick

Walking down a street saw a hot chick

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

With a blunt in there hand,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

While i’m walking down the street

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

I'm somethin like the light-skin version