This is a song about "Playing night and day"

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Doing every day things, at night

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Then it's plain as day to say that your place and mine are basically night and day

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

I go to work every day and night

This ain't a phase, i'm playing great, killing? well today's the day/

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Thinking every night of one day going in

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Mothers' heads tucked in, day and night they'd cry/

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Searching for them day and night

Time ain't on her side

It follows me all day and night, my storm cloud won't go away.

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay