This is a song about "3rd shift"

From shift to shift, i slip right in, don't you dare resist

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

A gift a lift a revolutionary continental shift for the whole universe

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Shit, lyrical fire i spit with the quick wrist shift slick shit i will commit

Slick with the tricks shit, shift the wrist swift

Now i'm back with one of my latest

Shift on to writing my rhymes every night 'til they soak right through each page

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

That a 12 hour shift, of a bitch on my dick, every time i spit, i rip,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket