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

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

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

I have to admit, i have to yawn.

Most times when a liquor all gone

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

I'm hopin' to go and bust some rhymes i have locked in storage,

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

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Lifes a piece work we dont have time to stay rested,

By a demon, cause i wanna see a bitch infested

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Work and i work just to make a punchline

I'mma work for everything i have

See her man face-to-face through the glass