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

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

Balling, but it’s not a game

Like a drug it induces the pain

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

You can't even pull off a drug bust

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I remember. yah, it was saturday

I'm sure to get rich

Then going on a drug binge