This is a song about "Register"

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Clean out the register, dip before somebody catches ya

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Shit not a pedicure sit got a register

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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