This is a song about "Job production"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Clap two times if you drunk

Who’s job is the abatement

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Get you ready for your new job

I am scrolling through these sites like its my motherfucking job,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I can only imagine, uncle bob

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

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

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My brother need a new job