This is a song about "Slow day at work"

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

From work and play to working day and spurn a burnin' verse display

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

(slow) one time, one night, one day. been trying to get out. i'm gonna be

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

Jack up your car high like we work at autobahn

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living

You know that love is a very serious thing

Doing every day things, at night

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Night i need that she comin here right away

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,