This is a song about "Late night creeo"

Let em marinate, you forever late

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Let em marinate, you forever late

No never but rather late/

Im washin off another plate

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Cus now nigga its to late

So i stay up late, and write at night.

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Those late night tv shows

This is love, nothing else close

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Rocking raincoats, catch me in the night like a late show