This is a song about "Fried nights"

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

And i love your mind and ambition

Inspiration in the game music during nights

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Miami nights, made a couple grand

You fried under that heated lamp,

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Been up plenty of endless nights.

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side