This is a song about "Fun night out"

Lock your windows and doors at night, better watch out for my knife

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably

Two reflections into one

The bigger the the fun

We made fun out of our jazz talks

I put these poems all in these songs

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

We just tryna have fun

Think fast, fast women