This is a song about "Office"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

That i rap like a warden stuck up in an office a lawman, a foreman,

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

I dont want to make it in a office like men in suits,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Gallop down to sheriffs office,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Office chair big just like a throne

To this corner office is so enormous

Ever since bill clinton was still in office

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Head for his office when the alarm starts to ring

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush