This is a song about "All the nights"

Endless the days, forever the nights,

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Well, the club bout to hear this song

Nights are still tough and long,

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

You need to step back and zone in why i regret those nights on the couch or

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Cold nights, long fights, beat up right under the street light.

All the time with this glock of mines

I mean, like i write, every few nights

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Paper planes, long flights

I think i need to say a prayer for the last few nights

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Been up plenty of endless nights.

When i get my hands on nines