This is a song about "Friday freesty"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

What them tippers don't see

The i fri shit on friday

Friday night heavy i'm ready in the darkness

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Call me jason, cause opposites act like its friday the 13th, bad for life/

Ridin down the highway on a friday

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And had a good black friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

If friday ain't the thirteenth, it's still gonna be murder scene