This is a song about "Co workers"

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Not biased perfect match the cops rant well riot in this co op alliance

Beep boop bop im a robot girlfriends flowbot this aint co op single fuckin shooter

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer