This is a song about "Fiends coming out to play at night"

There was a little girl who never went out to play

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Watch them get they monica on all day

Rosey, won't you come out to play

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

At least you'll beat 'em like fiends when you're doin' mathematics,

Waking up at night to a hollering drunk throwing provoking feelings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

This is everything that we call hype

If you wondered what i do at night night night

Only to stop the tears coming out your eyes

Call the network dipset family ties

Doing every day things, at night

But we having sex tonight

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Where the old people are scared to walk the streets at night