This is a song about "Inside job"

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

Bring the keys, oh my god

Get you ready for your new job

Learning molecule and for whats inside

Killa never let the drama slide

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

It’s hip-hop, not pop

I run out on the job.

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top