This is a song about "Walking the streets"

Get blown like lawn leaves

Cops won't look in the streets,

I said believe in your dreams

You're walking these streets,

C walking in the kill zone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

Betta stay outta the streets

Hear the rappin filled within the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Can trust nobody on the streets

Malcolm x, by any means

Flow is cold from the city streets

No time to plot retreats