This is a song about "Up for weeks"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Spent weeks wondering why my brains getting scanned

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

But these days turn to weeks,

Little more weed, first class seats

2 weeks later you show up missing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

So 3 weeks later, after school i was looking for my supposedly best friend

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

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

You up for another go round?

I'mma catch you next time around