This is a song about "Nonchalant ninjas working hard for their families"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

And it's their lack of education, working minimum wage,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I'm working hard at this, i was never the one to quit

Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I just play my part make moves like chess

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Working ya ass out on hanson for minimum wage

Nobody even bother to take a second to realize about their families

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears