This is a song about "Labor union"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

We should all join as one as a union

Ambition is still very big

But my labor has culminated,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

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

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Women hate me cuz i tend to crank labor

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor