This is a song about "Night changes"

Not only had the fiend died

Doing every day things, at night

Isn't too fertile, there are no changes in life that're are open,

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

It's strange looking back on those changes we were going through

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

A convex complexion changes all direction.

My position improving, not to mention

Now im organized/ i feel changes in the strangest places

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Spot tv ona late night

But i gotta make sure i’m right