This is a song about "Fun nights"

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Nights are still tough and long,

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Late nights, just me and the microphone

Be shy when we're all alone

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Could not stress to me i wasn't grown, especially on nights

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Street lights flashing, dark nights crashing,

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

Just to match the grind with precision

Hun it will never be fun

Grab your drinks, lets have fun

It ain't where i been