This is a song about "The worker"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

Yo we get the dank and bounce

I'm the operator, the administrator.

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

To the voice of the oblivion,

I don't care what it did to them

Your the boat without the paddle

That’s only if they handle