This is a song about "Our late night calls"

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Just me, and i ain't tryna to make no prank calls

So i went down south but i ended up north

I wanted the money and never the fame

It was late night,i boarded the plane,

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Rocking raincoats, catch me in the night like a late show

Those late night tv shows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Our blessed life, no rested night on release, you plead to sign it, cds

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Immature that's what everyone's calls me,