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

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Puttin in work, to much work,

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

I keep rapping cuz i have to, if i didn't, i'd go too

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

I don't know we'll just have to see i guess... go for it.

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

I go to work every day and night

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

I'mma work for everything i have

So chase the air hide your stash

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Lord have mercy i act a fool, maybe i need to go back to school