This is a song about "Slow day at work"

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

But i let off everything i have

Doing every day things, at night

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

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

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

So here i am at the store for some chips

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Doing every day things, at night

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

We about to set this bitch on fire

You see me at work, you never see me smile

Jack up your car high like we work at autobahn

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john