This is a song about "Saturday"

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

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Man saturday mornings was the best

But i can only love you when you undressed

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I go to church every saturday

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

If i bomb on saturday

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I remember. yah, it was saturday

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday