This is a song about "Hate work"

Low income no bills getting paid

Why do people have to hate

That bitch was racist, got me fired

We getttin throwed, still put in work

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

The concept is so absurd

And their bloods trying make it work.

And these lames will forever hate/

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

People around are doing their work

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt