This is a song about "Dark tunnels"

Snitches here don't got no heart

I talk to myself in the dark

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Hope all over again, we can start

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

You haters put up your guards

Unless i worked in tunnels and doing work with shovels

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

Like a small garage in your backyard

I be on my dark liquor

Well, that's what you are

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Dark thought brooding, leaking and bleeding

So rest your weary heart

(zing)light it up in the dark