This is a song about "Night roaming"

Crying myself to sleep every night,

By any means necessary get campaign right

Girl thought about boy every night

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

That's what i get at night

Monsters creeping up in the night

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Doing every day things, at night

And if i want to go outside

Roaming the streets wearing retro

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

These shows be packing tight

Yeah, i'll be up all night,