This is a song about "The view from saturday"

You know its true, look around baby and just enjoy the view/

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

High as rockets and fly as falcons, i see the better view

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

Man saturday mornings was the best

See i can only love you when you undressed

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

I remember,yah, it was saturday

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Man saturday mornings was the best

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Nothing to yall but try to see it from my angle of view

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

I go to church every saturday

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free