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

I remember. yah, it was saturday

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Take her on a long ride

2am on a sunday night

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

And if i want to go outside

Like a drug it induces the pain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

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

A breakdown broad oh she could of done better

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

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

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

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade