This is a song about "Owls of the night"

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Who spend the whole night in front of his mirror spitting verses

Stimulating night in club type of fact

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I never though i'd think like this, i just dream at night of all the necks

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Like night of the living dead

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head