This is a song about "Fate stay night"

Hopefully that will be my fate or

That fire flow the finest women i adore

You better be careful when fate

I feel good, i look great

So i stay up late, and write at night.

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

We can then appreciate our fate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

If you wondered what i do at night night night

I heard that statistic i almost cried

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

Dont get me wrong some do it right, stay up study all night

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

He was too young at 31, that wasn't his fate

Her face was calm, as if the wounds didn’t seal her fate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate