This is a song about "The city at night"

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Jai bains: the only solomon that works at night

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night

For me i'm the boss at night you turn and toss

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I never though i'd think like this, i just dream at night of all the necks

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Me, the star, i shine at night, with a blinding light