This is a song about "Not getting the job"

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

When the job are scarce and you mind lacks college

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I know you said you have my back but its not your job to act for me,

From the conversation, but i did not mind, because i was still getting, the information

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him

May not have the job i want to

And if i do go you better come through

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

And they can't get a job, 'cause they missing the degree

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

The hitman's job, slaying villains in the millions, fuck maybe billions,