This is a song about "Dark streets"

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

See, where i come from is hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Criminal paving these streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Can trust nobody on the streets

I said believe in your dreams

Cops won't look in the streets,

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You're walking these streets,

Ass shots in her seven jeans