This is a song about "Jobs"

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Mediocre jobs are not so stable

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

More pro's then con's to me, more jobs to complete like dropping new bombs/

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

Is southern culture, still we got our fucking jobs overseas,

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

You sell yourself for better jobs

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry