This is a song about "The week"

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Cuz i wanna keep the heck off the cover of the national news week,

I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Give them something to live for instead of the week end,

I respect that you don't know yet

Planned nothing for the week ahead

I like listening to music in the week.

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Move to the next week, you're out of words to say.

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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