This is a song about "Profession"

I get special attention

It might become a profession,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

Double mg not to mention

Marijuana my profession

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

You'd be all pro if your profession was dyke

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

It's more of a hobby than a profession,

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

I got finesse in possession, u rookie writing raps my profession

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin