This is a song about "Fired from work"

Puttin in work, to much work,

Rappers please step forward

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

I'm tired of everyone tryna judge, shots always fired like a firebomb

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

From work and play to working day and spurn a burnin' verse display

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

Shots fired, get your head down

They can’t even come around

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,