This is a song about "Night changes"

Saying that we need some changes

Pocket racked up all big faces

And all the changes happen fast, ain't no avoiding what's imminent

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I guess everything changes when you become a musician

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Old me, always new me, changes, it ranges in insanity reality, me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Now im organized/ i feel changes in the strangest places

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

A convex complexion changes all direction.

Aw man, it's been a ride

Spot tv ona late night