This is a song about "Earn"

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Skill is something that you earn, not something you come across.

I earn plaques spit attacks sharp as tacks

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

How you expect to earn my trust

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

I killed my manager with an iron

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

Keep the calls coming in more money earn,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn