This is a song about "Midnight awaking"

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

And i wait until midnight, then strike her in the night time,

Finna take them home after midnight

Whether you wrong or you right

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

All i see is the midnight sun,

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

It was just the four of us uptown corners

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Diagnosed for seeing a ghost at midnight next to the bed.