This is a song about "Back to work on a sunday"

While half my mental belongs in a cage

And get to work on a new beats page

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Grab a gauge on my way back to the carnival

With my flow, although i got a lot to work on i know,

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

2am on a sunday night

See i can put down the pipe

So i work towards it on a day to day basis,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

Start to work on my libido

No, just put us on death row