This is a song about "Noon"

I a'nt going eny time soon from dusk till dawn tell mother fucking noon,

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

Self made coming soon

Watchin bratz movies till noon

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

The judgment day away is growing closer, on that dreaded noon,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Say you if you were to stuck up in the noon between the thugs,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

She will be in bed, i guess till noon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Watchin bratz movies till noon

I a'nt going eny time soon from dusk till dawn tell mother fucking noon,

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room