This is a song about "Bloq job"

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

Just searching for the perfect shot

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

My brother need a new job

Believe me i'mma be your god

Get you ready for your new job

Got a beans if you wanna pop