This is a song about "When we get on the street"

Girls on the street asking for numbers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

When they see me out in the street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Yea we hard on the street

I said i got my ass beat

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep