This is a song about "Steve jobs"

Because i'm workin' jobs to help my mom with my lowly pay,

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

You sell yourself for better jobs

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

M v p like steve nash

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

We gunna take this party into into the morning

And every day my mama drifts jobs like she's sleep-walking,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Is southern culture, still we got our fucking jobs overseas,

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I look like steve buscemi