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

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

I'm a over drug abusing survivor, within glance

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Like a drug it induces the pain

I remember,yah, it was saturday

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Then going on a drug binge

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

I go to church every saturday

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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 remember. yah, it was saturday

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see