This is a song about "Time for work"

It's my 1st time but you know im bouta in work

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

They got somethin’ to die for but just nothin’ to work for,

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

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

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

"work hard for yourself "... thats my quote.

So much class, double d’s and ass

I'ma work for everything i have

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun