This is a song about "Month"

If the parade was scheduled for third month.

Amen, they say you only live once

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

And for the next week, next month and the entire summer he is a mess

So i can understand police victims

Another one till he cums and leaks for a month

But i'm broke as fuck and i don't get paid 'til the first of next month

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs