This is a song about "Partying till monday"

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

They can’t stop us from partying oh yea.

Don't speak till spoken to

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Till my mind gets better

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Educate yourselves, of africa

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

I scroll through the guide without a monday morning frown

Monday in my room again

I don't care what it did to them

Monday in my room again

In the heartz of men

This is the truth partying so hard that smoke comes out from the roof

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes