This is a song about "Hating my job"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

So fuck all them haters hating on my my spits

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Your xbox is my new playstation,with you she stay hating

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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

But we all know my job is skate,rap and make a lot

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And through the years ive been steadily hating my peers

No cursing....no hating,just loving why'd that all have to change, in my mind

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise