This is a song about "Midnight magician"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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,

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Talented like a clairvoyant magician with a mic its in your best interest

I'm a lyrical magician with serial precision

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Finna take them home after midnight

Cause you didn’t play the game right

Drake dissin better quit it cause he a magician

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

So you can envision magician ammunition

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

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