This is a song about "Late night pain alone cold tits"

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Lonely roads, the windy breeze, crackheads out cold alone,

Like your mother does all night, late shifts, stove top,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

We turnt up in the studio late night

For now everything just seem so right

We both had dreams of being great

Late night, wind of change blows straight

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

And you're, approaching me right

Now move back over here to the right

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,