This is a song about "Tonight"

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight

And before you go to sleep tonight

My conscious only knew whats half tight

I’ll be back on the same night

Can i hit you up tonight

Would you cry if i died tonight?

I seem to love these whips - a white

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

City national bank evolve into shape

I know your man ain't lovin you right

There's no dancing for you tonight.

Out tonight, maybe the casino

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Say ohhh, if you in the club tonight

My direction good, well-rounded type