This is a song about "Light from above"

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

My sister comes from the side, flickin’ on the light

In twilight my ultraviolet light light light

This is everything that we call hype

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Lyrics glowin' overhead like i get the message from a light switch

We writing about love for our nigga above

And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Hold me down like im the light from the bic, spark me up.

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Woke up and woken from above like who is this

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.