This is a song about "Night of misfits"

Give me dome, then let me skate

Late night, wind of change blows straight

I used to dream of you all day and night

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Or send me to hell cause i ain't beggin for my life

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

Who knows, i could probably keep going for the rest of the night

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

They call us misfits, societies worst dream

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

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

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

I used to dream of you all day and night

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride