This is a song about "All in a days work"

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I never have a blast in my past days

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Put in work never get a tongue stuck"

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Just say he's the best

All of my days are spent

I think ill be getting my next check in a couple days

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I locked you in a cave for three days

Slow and steady wins this race

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves