This is a song about "It job"

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Get you ready for your new job

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job

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

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job

Only real niggas stay on top

My brother need a new job

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

So i can prove you bastards wrong, and fuckin finish the job

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

And you have a job choppin' up wood!