This is a song about "Doing it all night"

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

No lie you baddest all night

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

Them people see my good side

Mama made her pretty

It don't matter. i'm doing me.

And drink there syrup all night....

It's alright, if it's right

What the fuck is up what it is how you doing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Even my father left me, it felt like i died and i cried all night

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

It follows me all day and night, my storm cloud won't go away.

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Doing all the work just please me