This is a song about "Getting jobs"

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

More pro's then con's to me, more jobs to complete like dropping new bombs/

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

You're talking to one of the greatest