This is a song about "Friday night"

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Crying myself to sleep every night,

And if i want to go outside

Get the ass shots right

Every day and night

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

Tell her i'll be there friday with her pimp, about to fuck her,

My direction good, well-rounded type

Spot tv ona late night

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald