This is a song about "Pussy monday weed"

1am on a monday and im in the basement of the library/

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I think you're a pussy

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Monday in my room again

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

She say you got a pussy!

What them tippers don't see

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

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Monday in my room again

Who be puffin that weed

We can't catch the beat