This is a song about "Clerk"

So fuck the clerk & his salary

Plottin' don’t even worry

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

You the new clerk? you got a few quirks, but nothing irreversible

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

Im robbing you of your flow like you was working as a clerk

So i'm back like a clerk rapping on rap pad

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

My shirt, purple label my shirt