This is a song about "Neon lights of harlem"

Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

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

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

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

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

His anger ignites, dreams were shattered of his name in big lights.

Lights flash till i go awol

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Lights coming up, night coming up,

What, what ... project shit what

Ugh, the understudy for the top lights,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes