This is a song about "Hard working"

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Always working hard never gave herself a rest

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I be working hard man of course,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

I'm working hard at this, i was never the one to quit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Dc has never seen such progress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Working through our problems solving em all

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Working for an nonpaying business.

And i need you to show me love