This is a song about "Job security"

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

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

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

Its for security, because if you decide to leave, i want the ability to still breathe.

You have no job, just lazy.

And niggas flashing crazy

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

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

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job