This is a song about "Inside all day"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Because deep down inside i know we all ignorant,

All the lies hurt her and this makes me crucified inside.

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Hanging out here all day long,

I get slight work like big sean

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

May have got all the smarts inside your brain

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

And how he gave him ass play, all day, every day

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Until i started to lose my way

May have got all the smarts inside your brain

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain