This is a song about "My job"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

I run out on the job.

Okay man you do the drop

Steady job providing the necessitys for my family think any differently rest in peace

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Like they're giving me a rim job

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin