This is a song about "What we do in the streets"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

And my momma keep smoking that shit

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I wish i would start to fly, but i'm just forced to sigh as my life continues,

What the fuck are we suppose to do, people still believe in the so called truths on the news

And they wont ever know what the hell we gone do..

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes