This is a song about "Dark"

I talk to myself in the dark

February cold as my heart

Partakin' in the park, greenery after dark

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I be on my dark liquor

When i’m looking in the mirror

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

Little latasha sho' grown

No wonder why when times get hard

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

Never agree with that message

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Dark thought brooding, leaking and bleeding

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

After dark, one more to chalk