This is a song about "Up for weeks"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

I've been dragging on, keeping up, for a span of #two #weeks,

I drink for weeks at a time

Promise me you won't step out of line

Spent weeks wondering why my brains getting scanned

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Waiting for me to fuck up

The cool say i'm thug

Can barely walk the city streets

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

And i know - there'll never be peace

A low life's plight

Who stands up for wats right

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I've had so many maladies- been sick to death for weeks