This is a song about "Ski week"

Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

I say what my mind speak

Figures thousands in week

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Writing verses can be a freestyle or something written in a week

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Not a week goes by without a fight

Just this week , there's been a wreck,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Nigga tryna sell give him a week

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I'd stay at grans house as my parents worked at the shop all week