This is a song about "Nose job"

That's the way, you can move it baby

You have no job, just lazy.

Every night i stroke hoes

You like my lines like a bloody nose

I remember when i was a snot nose

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

You stole from me from under my nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Murdered every bod from my squad

My brother need a new job

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,