This is a song about "Not getting the job"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Got a job i took the safer route

Banging out niggas with attitude

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Its not about getting connections,

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block