This is a song about "The lights"

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Talkin' bout lights, but where did all the stars go

The things that i can see, so many flashing stars and lights

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

In all the blinking lights and dial tones

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Taking the stage turn down the lights

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

I see the lights the camera and the fame

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Smoking a roach on the sofa with the lights all off,

//said when the lights shine off

Speed up, patience, please cause