This is a song about "Oh what a night"

That's what i get at night

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

It ain't nothing though

Could stand up like a man oh

Oh what you didnt like that well guess what im fucking back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

It's not making sense to you right now but

Sang a song, oh you don't know? what?

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Oh shit, look out, he does drive by's by night son

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Like jeans in the summer, oh what a bummer, i wonder

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Last night no telling what i did

And i was the light

Oh, my... what did i do right?