This is a song about "Pounding light"

He got hit up that same night

And im here aiming for the light

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Then i realize that people deserve third light

Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Grounding ‘n pounding due to the love for a light punch

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

I wanted the best, she was my light

Them people see my good side