This is a song about "Twas the night before chirstmas"

Shotgun in the drop made a right

He went to the wrong place the wrong night

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

Cause if you run the light

Patroling the streets at night,

Before the afterlife

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Monsters creeping up in the night

Over me the same peeps that have died

And i'll be singing through the night.

My uncle pulled me to the side