This is a song about "Five days a week"

Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,

To be alive with a grand baby who's about five

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Shit but work a nine to five so i can properly eat,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

New year's day in a couple of days

Comes to fine out you was only there for a week

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen