This is a song about "Dead of night"

I'm left contemplating life in the middle of the night.

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

And bear in mind, i'll leave behind dead and blind, let you suffer in a night tunnel/

I'm despicable, invisible to your visible visual,

Eyes of dead presidents, i plan the evidence,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

It's not making sense to you right now but

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

Breath held tight, biting your lip, and your dead by night/

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Rerunning through the events of this fine night

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

I used to dream of you all day and night