This is a song about "Turn out the lights im tired and i want to sleep"

We bout to set it off, turn the lights on,

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I rip raw rhymes turn the lights off and im glowing,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

I feel like im losing the battle i want to win,

I don't sleep because i don't want to give sleep any enjoyment.

Big bullets, look like a mack truck, shooters ride wit’ that mac tucked

Taking the stage turn down the lights

Nigga fuck the black and whites

And that will average out to about one good hour's sleep

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Im stuck being blinded by the shining lights