This is a song about "1 week"

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Planned nothing for the week ahead

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Let me have it your rhymes are mine from last week

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Comes to fine out you was only there for a week

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Writing verses can be a freestyle or something written in a week

Three lunch boxes a week,

But i'm not worried

What them tippers don't see

Knees week, arms are sturdy