This is a song about "Done at work"

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Half your body laying on my chest

My failures show his work at best

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

When we already at the house full of our, home work

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living