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

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I remember. yah, it was saturday

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

On they twitter writing novels, see

I go to church every saturday

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

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

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,