This is a song about "I have to go to work"

I go to work every day and night

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

I don’t go to work, i talk to the kids

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

I ain't trynna be politically correct

So we decided to go to the er and have it checked

To give you all a fuck, i guess i'd have to go and find it first,

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

To make a change, don't have to work overtime

All you do is try to bloat, but that don't work when you don't have shit to show,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though