This is a song about "Doing drugs at work"

Doing every day things, at night

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

I stopped drinkin and doing drugs, couldn't believe i did it for her.

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

You see now that nigga lonely

Doing all the work just please me

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Drugs are what i crave, find em at a rave.

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix