This is a song about "My coworker"

And i listen to common

Grab my knife and my gun

Well rick james, maury jane

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

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

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Chasing them checks, nike work

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

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

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure