This is a song about "Riders in the night"

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

From now in the night you'll find me in the club with 50 cent

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Or a sneaking thief in the deepest of night

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

'cause late in the night she'll be stoning my windows

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Even in the dead of night, my niggas lurk

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

A covert op in the night killin guerilla fractions

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Because he killed the old me and put the holy spirit in that night.

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

I'm left contemplating life in the middle of the night.