This is a song about "Hate work"

And their bloods trying make it work.

And gave the coldest smirk

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Why do people have to hate

Cop a car, new estate

Cause haters gonna hate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Dont care about the hate

But i dont mind doing work

The concept is so absurd

Work and i work just to make a punchline

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

I'm why baby fathers kirk

We getttin throwed, still put in work