This is a song about "Pillow fights"

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

But this real, fuck how you feel

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Every time she slept, held the pillow real tight

But if i do, like nicholson smother me with a pillow.

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,

I used to have night frights, afraid of knife fights,

Just to make it in this broadway lights