This is a song about "Resort job"

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

For the last resort, don't show the tour, i know what i'm here for

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

So i can prove you bastards wrong, and fuckin finish the job

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

I gotta know if it's real or not

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,