This is a song about "Alexa working"

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Working for an nonpaying business.

Working the drywall partying it up

What a mess! but we clean in the club

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

So either i'm a sociopath or society just isn't working,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I'm going off the top of the brain

From working through rain and pain

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

But i can only love you when you undressed

Always working hard never gave herself a rest

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Certainly working on personal courtesies