This is a song about "It s almost wednesday which is the day joey sucks his dads dick"

Almost took his life but my moms stopped the fight,

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

February seventh is the day i was born but it is also a day that rappers mourn

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

It always fuckin sucks i wanna thank you for the fuckin laughs

I'll suck his dick then skip to the kitchen, spit it in your nasty face

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Life is a bitch; our relationship sucks, but i'm not ending it.

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

But in the end it is his loss,