This is a song about "Midnight streets"

Cause after all the lights and screams

I kept runnin through the streets

Can trust nobody on the streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

No time to plot retreats

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

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Criminal paving these streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

Take her on a long ride

Patroling the streets at night,