This is a song about "Pussy monday weed"

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Gets harder than rihanna when

Monday in my room again

Starting off the monday, so calm, so nice, quickly takin from you.

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Please boo what's your size crazy

She say you got a pussy!

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I scroll through the guide without a monday morning frown

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

On they twitter writing novels, see