This is a song about "On a tuesda"

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

After your names on a tombstone

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Put a eighth on lay away

If you out there let me hear you say

South beach fountain blue

Never laid a fist on you

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Savin' like i got a cape on

Baby, you got that super bass

Im on a paper chase

Then going on a drug binge

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch