This is a song about "Construction workers"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You can search but you'll never find

The construction of mind

Corrupted construction caused your death via action

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

(construction in progress, please use alternate route)

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

This is to my unborn child

The construction of mind

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her