This is a song about "Job resume"

May not have the job i want to

If your man can't keep up wit you

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

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

He goes away, i get up on my bed to resume, to spit till the hours ahead//

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

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

If not, resume-sending on the wake up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop