This is a song about "Rim job"

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Like they're giving me a rim job

Got a beans if you wanna pop

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

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

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

My drive is like no one

No time to sleep, the job isn't done

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I think i caught it for the rim, i be my fuckin ways

Money above the rim, but i don't fuck with timbs

So i can understand police victims