This is a song about "I got the work"

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Maybe praying to god didn't work so he's now got the devil's grip.

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

With my flow, although i got a lot to work on i know,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

I respect the work you put in,

No deal if i feel like they work with the feds

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

I work hard, nigga put in work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I’ll work my ass off, until i’ve got a face in the game/

So here i am at the store for some chips

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears