This is a song about "The girl from last night"

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

From every motherfucking boy or girl, i take their shits down to the last hit ground

Getting that lollipop'n from my girl while i'm eating the icing

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Hungover from the night before because i'm crazy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Last night no telling what i did

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Well last night i got her to orgasm

So let me tell you about this guy

Wow, what the fuck happened last night, where am i

Last night i had some dope pasta,

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

Cause everythang gonna be alright