This is a song about "Bad end nights bad end nights cats"

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Through the cloudy nights and stormy days

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

But ima end on a bad note bitch fuck you to

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

Street lights flashing, dark nights crashing,

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Nights are still tough and long,

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Could not stress to me i wasn't grown, especially on nights

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Sleepless nights, that's when my mind starts to blossom