This is a song about "My songs know what you did in the dark"

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

How your songs though? you never spent a day in the bing

You turn on my light for my day when it dark in my brain

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Did my time up in the clink my nigga i did my thing

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Were you kinda gotta deal with these demons in the dark

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

See, where i come from is hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

So rest your weary heart