This is a song about "The book of job"

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Wolf gang, triple six crew

May not have the job i want to

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot