This is a song about "How season work"

The concept is so absurd

Puttin in work, to much work,

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

I guess it's that time of the season

Without me for reason their would be no season

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

I'm only 15, how the fuck i make this life work.

Screw a 3-peat , i want it every single season

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

You probably sleep with twenty guys a season/

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come