This is a song about "Streets in the night"

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Patroling the streets at night,

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,