This is a song about "Light"

Light the rag, it's a molotov

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Walk blind into a line or fight

I rap all day... and night until light,

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

But it's still all fine, masqueraded by light,

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

I’ll be back on the same night

Mass increases, attracting light,

Bun b, i’m underground king

Moonlight orbits and light starts beaming

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

They're all light skinned barely breathing

Jack your wheels at the red light

Why we gotta fight