This is a song about "Slave work"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And now as i sit debating waiting im a slave and intimidating

And gave the coldest smirk

I work hard, nigga put in work

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Showing you're a slave to want, every time i see you flaunt

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

And i just love your flashy ways

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Im lost in this world a masterless slave

My shirt, purple label my shirt

But i dont mind doing work

It wasn't always a hit and run relationship

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//