This is a song about "It is the night my body s weak i m on the run no time to sleep i ve got to ride ride like the wind to be free again"

We ride along surviving strong, is what i came to say

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I be spending on these night just listening to the sound

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

But no, i got to get the dough to flow like weak minds,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Don't try to push me hun.. all i need is pussy...so ride my gun like a bitch on heat/

No time to sleep, the job isn't done

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

The cold wind blows to my skin it felt chilly

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

It shouldn't happen while they applauded though i ride the success express