This is a song about "My occupation"

Occupation is the game

Ice melts into rain

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

To get that good occupation

Catch you up on places i've been

Stop debatin' conversations, and focus on occupation,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

This is my original, my validation