This is a song about "12th night"

2am on a sunday night

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

I hear it every night

Cause another innocent died

Every day and night

My direction good, well-rounded type

I remember everything and that night

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Is to be active at night

I plead with em, the system ain't right