This is a song about "Fuck work"

You'll never be late for work

The concept is so absurd

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

My shirt, purple label my shirt

But i dont mind doing work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

People around are doing their work

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

And gave the coldest smirk

And their bloods trying make it work.