This is a song about "Hate my job"

Got rap in this plight, now it's my job to save it's life.

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Mine hate my soothing hysterics

All green nigga pick six

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

Curl up like big worm when i drop

My brother need a new job

Steady job providing the necessitys for my family think any differently rest in peace

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

My job isn't done, too many faggots to be shown in this globe/

At first it was my job to love you, but after this, i'm gonna retire.

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile