1st verse: yeah, real late at night, momma walking to the kitchen daddy picking a fight, finna be a real good night, sound bite, momma flipped on the light as a kid that shit is way to bright, eventually the sight wasn’t as bright, as a kid it’s a real delight to just lay in bed and go to sleep at night, ain’t gotta have fright of daddy picking another fight, who gives a fuck if I’m white end of the day we all the same, like me and dame, only difference is I’m taking aim at the rap game, put me onto rap fame, I ain’t got no shame I’m inducted into the hall of fame Chorus: Yeah late at night momma I’m the kitchen hoping her story will be rewritten, she listen to her vision, this a heavy collision, in addition I think daddy is making the wrong decisions, he’s been in and out of prisons, he ain’t even here to see my rhythms 2nd verse: Aye daddy came home drunk, man what a fucking punk, daddy stuffed a body in the trunk, momma kicked him in the junk, I heard her scream so I jumped off the top bunk, momma grabbed me and ran fraught for the van, she said daddy ain’t the same man, we went to see dan, daddy died that night, next morning I felt that light Chorus: Yeah late at night momma I’m the kitchen hoping her story will be rewritten, she listen to her vision, this a heavy collision, in addition I think daddy is making the wrong decisions, he’s been in and out of prisons, he ain’t even here to see my rhythms