This is a song about "Late night"

It was late night,i boarded the plane,

But now invisible cells around your brain

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Let em marinate, you forever late

We turnt up in the studio late night

My uncle pulled me to the side

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

So i stay up late, and write at night.

They fasting they won't leave me ate

No never but rather late/

Oh girl, i think it's getting late

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

City national bank evolve into shape

Heavens door, but i am just too late

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

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right