This is a song about "All days of the week"

A week, while the rest of the time you’re in a fucking daze

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

They call me the god of night and the king of days

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Move to the next week, you're out of words to say.

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

The days of our adventure

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

A hazy glimpse of what's to come in the ensuing days/

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

Alright that shit i know was weak, but by the end of the week, youll become a freak,

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,