This is a song about "Porn on a saturday night"

But we be having that jersey

I remember. yah, it was saturday

Bunk beds with night light on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I remember,yah, it was saturday

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

Why is there cum on the sheets? oh ya, you be masturbating to porn,

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You die from my earthquake on porn mags you are buried

In a fuss n' cussin up a storm jackin off watchin porn chokin myself with chloroform

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long