This is a song about "Do a great job"

And when you do get a job, you always get there late

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

Talk sharp like a razor blade

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

As much as i wanna leave

Get a good job, follow your dreams

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

I seen great do it, i seen randy do it,

And when you do get a job, you always get there late

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

My brother need a new job

I get my cake; i love hip hop