This is a song about "Midnight vandalism"

Finna take them home after midnight

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

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

I hit your block and we can box for fun

All i see is the midnight sun,