This is a song about "Independent work"

That bitch was racist, got me fired

I work hard, nigga put in work

If you make it work now

When they know how

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Puttin in work, to much work,

Thinking it's work and really,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And gave the coldest smirk

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

Work and i work just to make a punchline

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

We getttin throwed, still put in work

The concept is so absurd

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And independent financially, how stands with me in smashin' hash,