This is a song about "Jobs"

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

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

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

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

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

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

But i got these shitty jobs, and look at me, i’m educated,