This is a song about "Time for work"

“why couldn't they work it out the first time?”

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Even though for work she doesnt go very far

I'ma work for everything i have

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Before work time is at its beginning,

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Lifes a piece work we dont have time to stay rested,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

No time for make up and no time for truth