This is a song about "Biddhism right work"

It ain't nothing though

Work that wrist im the maestro,

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

And their bloods trying make it work.

The concept is so absurd

People around are doing their work

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Rappers please step forward

No a/c cheap car to do work

We was tryna get dat work right nigga say that we get it

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute