This is a song about "Noon"

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

She will be in bed, i guess till noon

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

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

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

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

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

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Watchin bratz movies till noon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Watchin bratz movies till noon

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

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