This is a song about "Night of fe"

Late night, wind of change blows straight

Talk sharp like a razor blade

I'm like the night, i'm full of terror and the darkness

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

At night she asks me to sing her one of my melodies,

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right