This is a song about "Inside job"

If thats your job, call me the saboteur.

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Okay man you do the drop

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

I am scrolling through these sites like its my motherfucking job,

I must be different inside

And you're, approaching me right

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

And my kick game beyond crazy

You have no job, just lazy.

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

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop