This is a song about "My size 13 work boo"

You can tell by my size this lil niggas always been hungry

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Started off on thin ice

Cuz i shook renew my size

Boo, when i'm lippy, time for my comic villian laughter

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

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

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