This is a song about "Fired from work"

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Shot fired from the shot tower/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

If he has a day job i will see to it that he gets fired

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm why baby fathers kirk

People around are doing their work

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

You got fired i got promoted

So then, the kid got fired

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

No thanks required, i was fired for being clear,