This is a song about "Saturday and midnight"

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

All i see is the midnight sun,

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I remember,yah, it was saturday

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And remember what i said and

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth