This is a song about "Under the nightsky"

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

I will take the ground out from under your legs

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

The underdogs that live under the fog

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

And hide like a beast under the wood

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

And let's change the way we treat each other

I'm coming under the sheets smother

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her