This is a song about "A picnic by th eiffel tower in the moon light"

Up late awoken by a bright night light, oh what a site

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

You got to have your game tight

High five cause i'm in the spot light

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

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

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Shot fired from the shot tower/

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Verses spitting from within spitting with power, using verbs as glorified as the eiffel tower,

Light the rag, it's a molotov

And i'm still hurtin over pops

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess