This is a song about "Run the streets"

Let's enjoy our younger years

The streets are littered with millers

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Cause after all the lights and screams

Flow is cold from the city streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Played our beats on the streets

Now i'm living out my dreams

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Show me that it's alright

Patroling the streets at night,