This is a song about "I aint got no job"

Got a job i took the safer route

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Stressed only difference is i aint got no bitch to rub my shoulders

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Cause my mother let me do what i want

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

If you aint got persistence say hell no

I run out on the job.

Bring the keys, oh my god

I walk wit the shells, and i aint got no adidas on.

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Making a movie, spike work

So you no i aint tired