This is a song about "Week"

I like listening to music in the week.

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

You a contender for what drag queen of the week

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Let me have it your rhymes are mine from last week

Planned nothing for the week ahead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Redan road, that’s my street

Three lunch boxes a week,

I have to say r.i.p because, i'll see you again next week.

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Cuz your guaranteed to go back to sleep by the enda this week

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Putting up with 5 days of school only to live it for the week,