This is a song about "Job as a cleaner"

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Got a job i took the safer route

Please, that nigga can get a job as a waiter.

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I hate pop so much and rate the job as such a nap

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

I just need a job where i barely gotta speak

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep