This is a song about "Travis weeks"

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

She's been missing for weeks her kid takes a seat watching my techniques

My first victim, i preyed on her for weeks.

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

My eyes were doomed, my heart was broken for several weeks

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Your last weeks news, thought my emotions was true

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Its already been 2 weeks and im still so deaf

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

Gentrification, rent just keeps raising in days and in weeks,

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

2 weeks later you show up missing