This is a song about "Getting jobs"

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs