This is a song about "My shitty job"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

I run out on the job.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

You be rocken swag like shitty

My job isn't done, too many faggots to be shown in this globe/

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke