This is a song about "Gods of the night"

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Or a sneaking thief in the deepest of night

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

While the many gods watch over the 7 kingdoms

As your family dies, and my family rise

Each day n night, for the rest of my life,

I'm left contemplating life in the middle of the night.

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

Who know this be the life that i really live

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

I don't care what it did to them

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,