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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

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

In this days in age...a young's man's rage

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

I locked you in a cave for three days

People wishing for better days trimming bud in a great haze

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Don't work a twosome team, all they'd do is loosen seams

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Haven't slep for days, kill a fucking bitch in an irrational haze

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

A relapsed addict, putting in the work so i could be crack at it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit