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

Then going on a drug binge

And she stripping, go to college

I go to church every saturday

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

A working genius, a work of art

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

I'm cold on the cold turkey

If i bomb on saturday

I love you though i'll still fuck

Her love is like a drug

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate