This is a song about "Owls of the night"

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Or a sneaking thief in the deepest of night

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

I'm like the night, i'm full of terror and the darkness

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Rerunning through the events of this fine night

Cutting me this worthless check

Like night of the living dead

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

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