This is a song about "Being a slave"

Translation cause my life is too sweet

But a slave to my own street.

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

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Telling me i'm adequate and i deserve to work like a slave,

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Puts chains all over your heart and treats you like a slave of many

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

When you see her scrubbing my floors she looks like a slave to me.

He got owned like a slave it'll happen to you if you misbehave

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face