This is a song about "Nights"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I wanna make a play and try escapin' the dreary nights

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

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Late nights, just me and the microphone

Little latasha sho' grown

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Through the cloudy nights and stormy days

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights