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

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Then going on a drug binge

Now i’m up in this bitch

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

Come to d.c. and i can make you a believer

Or maybe even a drug dealer

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Her love is like a drug

Money i make em buck