This is a song about "Clerk"

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

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

I ain't trynna be forward

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

This a different motor man better go to work

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

So fuck the clerk & his salary

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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