This is a song about "Being alone on a friday night"

Bruce wayne i'm the dark knight on a dark night, grasping,

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Instead i sit alone writing lyrics on a crumpled piece of paper

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend

All alone at night i feel like i am going insane,

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I was sloppy but i got the job done, one night when she was home alone.

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home