This is a song about "Earn"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

And then when timmy grew up and tried to earn an honest pocket

I've learned how to earn, it wasn't difficult to discern

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

That the people who can't earn a dime can't have a rhyme,

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

I can swerve through curbs 'n' earn my worth and leave your nerves severed

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

But something gets my nerve lit, a feeling i'd never earn shit

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Those fucks didn't learn, so you see, you get what you earn.

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag