This is a song about "Weeks"

Waking up in the hospital a few weeks later,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Three weeks no peep or a even a sound

I just might throw a big amount

Cause after all the lights and screams

In jail every 2 weeks/

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

I haven't recorded in two weeks,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

It all started few weeks ago when i was lost

Try me,i'll have you hooked up to an iv for 5 weeks

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Malcolm x, by any means

But these days turn to weeks,