This is a song about "Dark gritty reality of the streets"

Nocturnal, no fear of the dark cause we're tight

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Dark hearts mixed in with the good of heart

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

Yearning on the verge of reality frantically searching for sanity when nervous

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

The numbness of reality like an orange

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Go on the dark streets alone never look back.