This is a song about "Week 6 exhibiton"

I'm looking like a zombie, haven't slept in a whole week

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Nigga tryna sell give him a week

She will never get by, no how no way

Move to the next week, you're out of words to say.

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

I like listening to music in the week.

Cause talk is cheap

Three lunch boxes a week,

Just this week , there's been a wreck,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Check this out homie my parents are gone for the week