This is a song about "Friday night lights"

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Grab your nighty night, nighty night, night bear

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Lights flash till i go awol

And more than likely

And had a good black friday

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Taking the stage turn down the lights

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Ugh, the understudy for the top lights,

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Came to my sense at that traff lights

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Lights coming up, night coming up,