This is a song about "Monday"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

1am on a monday and im in the basement of the library/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Monday in my room again

Last monday was nuts, i took 3 sluts

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Think i need another play

Yes my hair might be blue on monday

Then to try to chase these men

Monday in my room again

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

I need to free them

Monday in my room again

Starting off the monday, so calm, so nice, quickly takin from you.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through