This is a song about "But one weeks pasted"

Spent weeks wondering why my brains getting scanned

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

You're uncool like my mother kin

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian

Top ranked, number one my son

But the one, now the one who's done

Sweet, okay makes sense

But that to no-one he'll confess

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

Can barely walk the city streets

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Gentrification, rent just keeps raising in days and in weeks,

The loyal one , trynna find a one but these hoes aint right

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride