This is a song about "Saturday party"

If i bomb on saturday

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Let me rideuntil i get free

Toast, toast to the party!

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Keep the party turned round

I am the show and the after party

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I suggest you stay away from the factory

I go to church every saturday