This is a song about "About a week ag"

Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

It leaves a nigga thinking for a week in.

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago

Told you bitches each last week, it's a fact

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

We always argue/i leave then im back in a week or two.

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Not a week goes by without a fight

Blaze the weed, and burn a week of miseries.

My bitches brighter always saying lights please