This is a song about "Gods of the night"

Who knows, i could probably keep going for the rest of the night

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

Lucky seven probably poppa

Spit up to the gods at gaza..

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Even in the dead of night, my niggas lurk

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock