This is a song about "Shark week"

This is the concrete

Figures thousands in week

Planned nothing for the week ahead

My god come before this bread

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Drinking thoughts down of drowned novelties creating a shark

Three lunch boxes a week,

The revolution will proceed

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Thank you for letting me create this masterpiece, shark bait

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I like listening to music in the week.