This is a song about "Saturday 12 o clock"

If i bomb on saturday

Come on this journey

I remember. yah, it was saturday

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Rested in peace wearing his uniform eya-eya o

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Plus he is always holding a teddy eya-eya o

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Cu forta te rog nu o mai trage asa

Grab out paper and pen, i'm breaker o' men, whoops...

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots