This is a song about "Factory work"

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Can't hear me? does your dome work?

Lookin’ for some action

Gotta put that work in

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

And their bloods trying make it work.

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

People around are doing their work

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Huh, got to get better with time

Work and i work just to make a punchline