This is a song about "Night shadows"

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

Don't go running from the shadows

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Every day and night

Take her on a long ride

Fast velocity, my shadows too slow to latch on to me

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Don't know her name those ain't really important

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Doing every day things, at night