This is a song about "Sunday bbq"

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

Rhyming in my spare time, resting on a sunday,

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Oh lord like it's sunday

Tell me how can we live this way

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

And she gon let it loose, hey

You know he flea by sunday

God is in my life every sunday im in the steeple, i fuck girls while theyr bent in the fetal,

The hate and the evil that you gave mei shine as a reminder of what you've done to my people

And then rainbow on sunday

G-5 sitting on the runway

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I get dressed in my sunday best