This is a song about "A horrible job interviewer"

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Its a horrible one, but it doesn't seem to be the worst.

You'll die a horrible death, i'll keep your eyes.

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

Like they're giving me a rim job

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

You should go get a job cause ya clothe game

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Cause after all the lights and screams

Get a good job, follow your dreams

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job