This is a song about "Lil dicky freaky friday"

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Lil kid never victorious

My bars are like a store on black friday

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Whether we in our room i like it freaky

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

And all women who had light features, see

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday