This is a song about "Pickett s day off"

If you ever feel alone and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

You sluts can stay sleazy, take it easy, take a day off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,

Tripping off of acid since the start of the day

I was gonna write you a poem today

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

Is lookin like my lucky day and today is my day off

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"