This is a song about "Blaster dark"

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

I'm done now, see you before dark

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

I know my calling's worth like phone card

(zing)light it up in the dark

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

So i guess you think you grown

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart