This is a song about "Hourly"

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

He's still shitting, whether he's on salary paid hourly

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Whether hourly or salary, exploited by the government,

So here i say, works begun and i'm perfect hourly

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Wanting to be somebody with a 4 figure salary n' getting paid hourly.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree