This is a song about "Sunday dream"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Or a sunday fry x4

The dream team is nothing but a dream

Then keep your change like an oink machine

2am on a sunday night

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

This feels like something out of a dream

Just before they seen my money in the green

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Rhyming in my spare time, resting on a sunday,

She do everything i say

I'll have your ass by sunday,

She can't know where my mother stay

Oh lord like it's sunday