This is a song about "Neon lights of harlem"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I got a trife life of these strife fights and bright lights, and you ain't even know it

Early adapters agree they all late

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Shining bright that's right with no lights

Wale they call me tiger stripes

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

But i'm still attempt to bust the lime outta all of your lights

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

I'm tryna get rid of boring days and nights, let us all shine our lights

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed