This is a song about "Inside job"

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

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

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Squeak your hooters bitch, and keep your day job

My brother need a new job

Living if she is or not

My uncle pulled me to the side

I must be different inside

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

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

Who’s job is the abatement

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

We was loonie i suppose, you could