This is a song about "Leaving a job"

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

You should go get a job cause ya clothe game

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I just need a job where i barely gotta speak

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

My brother need a new job

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop