This is a song about "Nights like these"

In the coldest days darkest nights

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Could not stress to me i wasn't grown, especially on nights

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Like cluckers words to these motherfuckers

Top dropped down, black on black

All these lines sound like fucking crap

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep all these nights

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton