This is a song about "Shit job"

Call me a product of my own damn hood

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

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

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

No time to sleep, the job isn't done

So take the stage just show me what you got

Get you ready for your new job

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Red dots cause i’m red hot

Pawning my chain in the shop

I run out on the job.