This is a song about "I fucken hate this job"

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

But i'm not in the first place

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

This pain i can't contain but i can fucken re frame from going insane

Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned

After every show, a dream she hold

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

I do this as if its my job, i work all the time.