This is a song about "Another job"

Squeak your hooters bitch, and keep your day job

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

So take the stage just show me what you got

Do you think i'm crazy

You have no job, just lazy.

I wanna be next to you

May not have the job i want to

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

So i can prove you bastards wrong, and fuckin finish the job

Get you ready for your new job

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Attention is a must

Who’s job is the abatement