This is a song about "Week 6"

Fresh outta school but only for the week,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Nigga tryna sell give him a week

Writing verses can be a freestyle or something written in a week

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

I like listening to music in the week.

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Let me have it your rhymes are mine from last week

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

I'd stay at grans house as my parents worked at the shop all week

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak