This is a song about "Glow sticks"

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Frozen in dismay, set upon sticks high, bloodied just for show.

With the neighbours, the dim glow is glaring against my vase

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

The world looking out, they on the front row

My dick grows she blows face starts to glow

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

But they flee at my guardians aura glow.

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

That rollie glow on my timepiece

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Lookin' for these better days