This is a song about "It was a nice sunny friday"

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

I find it bizzare you drive a nice car

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

Gonna have it all, nice cars and a huge estate with a huge golden gate.

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

With a nice vanilla cream

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

It was frightening a daunting situation,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin