This is a song about "Word on the street"

Rap's a war on the street - daffy daily turned me an amputee

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I'm the nigga on the back street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

I keep my money neat

Yea we hard on the street