This is a song about "Doing work"

See, i'm just trying to focus

He's the one doing his stuff

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

Puttin in work, to much work,

I ain't trynna be forward

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Thats what my dad was doing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

And gave the coldest smirk

You'll never be late for work