This is a song about "Working on a friday when it s nice out"

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

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

It wasn't working n' life he kept on searching,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

S on my chest like a superman vest

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Miami nights, it was all a dream

And had a good black friday

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

Must be something you want me to see