This is a song about "Growing up in the streets in the gang life"

Little more weed, first class seats

Cops won't look in the streets,

That's how you'd feel if you grew up, was raised in the streets,

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

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

And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets

The hardest part of life is growing up.

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but