This is a song about "My coworker"

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

She's flawless like some uncut ice

See my pain through my eyes,

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Chasing money in the city of crime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready