This is a song about "Steve jobs fat"

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

Little light in the ass

M v p like steve nash

You said also i was fat

She got something i never had

Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

You sell yourself for better jobs

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,