This is a song about "Labor union"

We should all join as one as a union

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

You is not hip then i can not coach her

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

You, you, you have to pay for that

But my labor has culminated,

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

Women hate me cuz i tend to crank labor