This is a song about "Being alone on a friday night"

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

I was sloppy but i got the job done, one night when she was home alone.

Instead i sit alone writing lyrics on a crumpled piece of paper

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

There's a fight with satan when i'm alone at night (2x)