This is a song about "Job eat have"

This for my niggas that really rap hard

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Like they're giving me a rim job

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Human meats good to eat

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

I run out on the job.

My mommy my mommy wont let me have cake until i eat my broccoli..

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I dont have job but im makin thousands only cuz i slang weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet