This is a song about "Day n nite"

Pretending to be awake 'n

Two reflections into one

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

And it happens from day to day

Tried perfecting my letters n

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Sure he died in 96 n

So we can live again

Ross and folarin, couple women

To strengthen your defending 'n

Round my motherfuckin way

Ruins every day

Gettin pissed on the nite time and stoned in the day

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away