This is a song about "Marry the night"

I seem to love these whips - a white

We turnt up in the studio late night

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

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Where the old people are scared to walk the streets at night

Cause another innocent died

Go to sleep and end the night

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

And i'll be singing through the night.

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

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

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight