This is a song about "My job"

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Fuck my job, my life and all that comes with it

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

I do this as if its my job, i work all the time.

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

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

But we all know my job is skate,rap and make a lot

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

I know you said you have my back but its not your job to act for me,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got