This is a song about "Sneaking out"

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew

There's nothing wrong with sneaking up behind a nigga like boo.

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Man nobody out here's got it figured out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Or a sneaking thief in the deepest of night

Good people search them out

Never lookin for a handout

Gets home after a night out

Baby heading down a cloud

I must go like fly route

With out doubt i wont back out

I'm going, ain't no cop out.

I've got nothin' to worry about