This is a song about "Fuve nights at freddy"

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

In the coldest days darkest nights

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

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Late nights, just me and the microphone

I woulda done anything for my own

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Many nights i fed my guilt thru a needle...im just too real look at the game i

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Freddy, are you ready, we heavy, fresh buddha,

Nights are still tough and long,

Ha, and the bitches all gone