This is a song about "Construction workers"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

You can search but you'll never find

The construction of mind

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

Like you've lost the spot, could work in construction,

First off congratulations on the win

The revolution has arrived

The construction of mind

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

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

(construction in progress, please use alternate route)

Its sad when the hard workers get unappreciated

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit