This is a song about "Late nights"

There is a light that shines

Under heavy strobe northern nights

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Let em marinate, you forever late

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Our vision never changed, we self made

Let em marinate, you forever late

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

No never but rather late/

I mean, like i write, every few nights

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

I hope i'm not to late

Give me dome, then let me skate

Gotta change now before its way too late

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate