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

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

Low income no bills getting paid

Hope all over again, we can start

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

Like a drug it induces the pain

Time after time, again and again

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

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

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

I go to church every saturday

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane