This is a song about "Im too tight for a bar fight over a green light on a mottor bike in the dead of night by a true psych under dry ice"

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Me, the star, i shine at night, with a blinding light

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

The purple light for a reason your gonna get weaken by the minute.

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight

Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight

I'll never forget, never forget the night