This is a song about "Asking your coworker for a blowjob"

You keep asking for forgivness, even though you wrong

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Are you fucking on molly you'll get a blowjob from cyrus,

It was all a dream fuck anyone that's asking

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Asking for prayers from some hermit virgins

Talking of the gods you serve

Girls on the street asking for numbers

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I'm faking?/ but don't come asking for handouts if a young nigga made it

If you stepping where my steps is you just asking for a death wish

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business