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

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

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

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

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

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

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

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

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

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

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

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

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame