This is a song about "Staying up all night smoking weed and playing final fantasy"

Playing tag, touch and go in the night is that

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I got plans tonight

And drink there syrup all night....

And picture me rollin

Smoking the best weed in berlin

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And it aint my final

Them people see my good side

Yeah, i'll be up all night,

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

No big surprise we'll be up all night