This is a song about "Another job"

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

My brother need a new job

Pawning my chain in the shop

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

Get you ready for your new job

I make her cum a lot

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,