This is a song about "Do a great job"

She can only take so much more than her heart got

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

The proverbial lemonade that i made

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Like they're giving me a rim job

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

I found a formula that's great

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job