This is a song about "Going to wonderland on friday"

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

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

Ridin down the highway on a friday

Must be something you want me to see

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Is going to pay / on that day ill react with zero thoughts on my brain/ bloody

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Hold the door for girls

Going to train on spiders

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Going straight to the point, the blueprint is on point

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world