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

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

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

To impress a chick

I aint a drug addict

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

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I'm a over drug abusing survivor, within glance

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

If i bomb on saturday