This is a song about "The night"

On the weekends you get lonely, so you out for the night,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Like night of the living dead

A twenty somethin cup

Braggin in the night club,

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

We turnt up in the studio late night

But i gotta make sure i’m right