This is a song about "Getting a job"

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

My brother need a new job

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

And have a job and a conscience is it farfetched

Trying to get his life together, or what not

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

I roam like phone with no vocal reception

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,