This is a song about "Mundane job"

I am scrolling through these sites like its my motherfucking job,

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

So i can prove you bastards wrong, and fuckin finish the job

Who’s job is the abatement

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

Whos just so mundane it makes you wanna just escape