This is a song about "Fate stay night"

Yet you stay awake all night and wanna call her?

Picture a place that they exist, together

Us together that's nothing but fate

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

New york, va, dc, get paid

When i was mad at fate

This battle will decide your fate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

And i could see you coming home after work late

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

Systematic affiliates sellout to their greatest fate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

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

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid