This is a song about "Factory work"

People around are doing their work

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

Oh wait it is, i'm past all the last factory packagers packaging,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Gotta put that work in

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Puttin in work, to much work,

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

It's a fools fatewithout your word