This is a song about "Living paycheck to paycheck is real but still getting it done"

It is a return but i still tell for whats depress

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

We live paycheck to paycheck, and plus i'm a common dude who,

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

We live paycheck to paycheck, and struggled day to day,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

But god is still close to me, and i'm still liberal socially,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free