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

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I go to church every saturday

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

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

Im courtside, wizard game

Like a drug it induces the pain