This is a song about "Marry the night"

And i rest, because tonight is the night

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

He went to the wrong place the wrong night

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

On the weekends you get lonely, so you out for the night,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

And gave the dream team just every night