This is a song about "Days of the week"

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Give them something to live for instead of the week end,

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

For a better life so i can have the brighter of days,

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Never had fights even on the coldest of days

Cuz i wanna keep the heck off the cover of the national news week,

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep