This is a song about "Tuesday s"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And that´s how it has begun

Think fast, fast women