This is a song about "A saturday night drug trade"

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Bars change a nigga life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

"yo it's cool you're a drug dealer too"

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Then going on a drug binge

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Like a drug it induces the pain

I'm going off the top of the brain

2am on a sunday night

Look, we gone have some fun tonight