This is a song about "Hit you with the work boy"

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

It'll be two hits, i hit you, you hit the ground,

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Even if i hit you over the head with a brick or stick,

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

This is how she want to live

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

Cus if your love was all i had

Work hard with the pen and pad

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

Can't seem to find a solid ground

Hit you with the knockout