This is a song about "Me putting the work in"

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

I respect the work you put in,

They gon' love me for my ambition

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

For putting in ten minutes of just using the alphabet

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.