This is a song about "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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Burst out like pop.the only page you'll end up is looking up jobs on the last

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

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

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

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