This is a song about "End of the club"

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

I left the club departing

I can't keep running away

Because at the end of the day,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Braggin in the night club,

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Give them something to live for instead of the week end,

Half your body laying on my chest

Nah for you it's the beginning of the end