This is a song about "Activity week"

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

Every other week im in the station

I don't know defeat

Figures thousands in week

Planned nothing for the week ahead

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

Yeah, i won the rhyme lottery, it's just another week

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I'm looking like a zombie, haven't slept in a whole week

I have to say r.i.p because, i'll see you again next week.

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

And if any body asks im away for the week

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Let me have it your rhymes are mine from last week