This is a song about "Rim jobs"

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

More pro's then con's to me, more jobs to complete like dropping new bombs/

These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Too much rim make the ride too hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god