This is a song about "Drama dave martin jo job lazy work crime"

Yo little sistas drama

You made me wanna

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news

You have no job, just lazy.

Could i make you my baby

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

When he told martin luther king junior

Chronicles of earning, get a job, do work. apply.. or register..

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

I do this as if its my job, i work all the time.

Til you realize that even dave letterman

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

About disaster in the world and

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand