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

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I remember. yah, it was saturday

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

I said i don’t give a fuck

Her love is like a drug

I go to church every saturday

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

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

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

But i do quite well with all the bait

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Or maybe even a drug dealer