This is a song about "Midsummer nights dream"

Under heavy strobe northern nights

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep all these nights

But i'm accomplishing my dream

Come see real niggas on my team

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

In the coldest days darkest nights

Paper planes, long flights

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Street lights flashing, dark nights crashing,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Asking him to pursuit my dream

The bitches is everything in between