This is a song about "Mrs weeks"

In jail every 2 weeks/

Can barely walk the city streets

2 weeks later you show up missing

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

I drink for weeks at a time

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Waking up in the hospital a few weeks later,

I've had so many maladies- been sick to death for weeks

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

It all started few weeks ago when i was lost

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Can't seem to find a solid ground

Three weeks no peep or a even a sound