This is a song about "How much work sucks"

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

You a bitch homie how much for a dick suck?

Damn i forgot how much money he got

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

I’ll never use a rubber

No matter how much you suffer

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

How much potential i have, it's confirming/

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

No matter how much good you do