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

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

And if i want to go outside

2am on a sunday night

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

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Or maybe even a drug dealer

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Like a drug it induces the pain

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I aint a drug addict

You know i stick to the script