This is a song about "Kid cudi day n night"

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

I think about it every day and night

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

I used to dream of you all day and night

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

She prayed for him day and night......

A low life's plight

The day a kid gets signed

The revolution has arrived

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

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