This is a song about "Register"

Chronicles of earning, get a job, do work. apply.. or register..

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Now you only selling bars, under the cash register. don't hate on me,

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

I press him for decimals out the register tellin' him that

Clean out the register, dip before somebody catches ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Shit not a pedicure sit got a register