This is a song about "Safety at work"

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Jack up your car high like we work at autobahn

No one hardly escapes from murder, so just put the gun on safety/

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

My failures show his work at best

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living