This is a song about "Finding a job"

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Half your body laying on my chest

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Get a good job, follow your dreams

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach

So closely listen up for a more adorable speech