This is a song about "Weekend"

I be scheming on the weekend just to force that pussy to deepen,

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Doing nothing over the weekend

And i understand you feel weekend and beaten

Some of my equals didn't see past their rookie season

Heads keep bopping not stopping til next weekend

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Every weekend going to airports and train stations

Girl, why you think i'm cheatin'? it's like this every weekend

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Weekend parties go quick no bluff,out of time it tends to suck

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck