This is a song about "Boring job"

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

So you finally got the nerve

While spitting all these boring one liners

Almost cried right on the spot

I run out on the job.

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

You have no job, just lazy.

Boring spit not a bit exciting while my flows enlightening

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

We ain't never 'gon be, i'll be leavin' in the morning

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Bitch please your rhymes are boring