This is a song about "Job"

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

No time to sleep, the job isn't done

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Aye, hold your head homie, look

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

Get you ready for your new job

Red dots cause i’m red hot

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Squeak your hooters bitch, and keep your day job