This is a song about "Bad end night cats"

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Grab your nighty night, nighty night, night bear

Take her on a long ride

Go to sleep and end the night

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money