nights like this I ain't tryna be in the way, sometimes I just need some space, to think about yesterday, and what i can change today, I'm tired of my people, dying, I'm tired of seeing families crying, I ain't tryna make the news, ina hood it's when or lose. but I'm tryna make it out buy momma house, on some nights like this I'd rather be outerspace, not in nobodies way, it's to much going on, I'm tryna make it home, so I stay in my zone.