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

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

"yo it's cool you're a drug dealer too"

And people call me a user, but i want you

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/

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

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I remember. yah, it was saturday