This is a song about "Walking the streets"

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Cops won't look in the streets,

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Sleep walking doing the one eye wink

All that ass in your jeans

Played our beats on the streets

Malcolm x, by any means

Flow is cold from the city streets

At this love thing toe to toe

Roaming the streets wearing retro

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Tryna kill my dreams

You're walking these streets,