This is a song about "Racing all night"

She gon get this work all night

No one notice your plight

(and go berserk) all night long

Wonder where i went wrong

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Worked all night to fit these into lines

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Mind racing on racing, lately i've been pacing

Because of all the drink i had i can't remember last night

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Fucking all night nigga we ain't celibate

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

Yeah, i'll be up all night,

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied