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

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Her love is like a drug

2am on a sunday night

And you're approaching me right

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

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

Or maybe even a drug dealer

Huh, i can't interpret her

I remember. yah, it was saturday

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

You can't even pull off a drug bust

It's late and you stuck in my basement

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I'm a over drug abusing survivor, within glance