This is a song about "Huthayfah don t do no work"

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

But i could do work, now let me interrupt

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end of time

Chronicles of earning, get a job, do work. apply.. or register..

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Got no help from no one i work alone.

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

Gotta do work like a settler

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to