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

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I ain't interested in fame

Like a drug it induces the pain

Then going on a drug binge

Trying to give them light and a message

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Or maybe even a drug dealer

I remember. yah, it was saturday

On they twitter writing novels, see

This is something different

You can't even pull off a drug bust