This is a song about "To get a good career"

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

A few raps can decide my career,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

First off congratulations on the win

To get that good occupation

To make karma come faster than she normally will

To get good from that, unimaginable,

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Prior to his entire career being retired

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Just looking to get groomed by niggas who's good at this

My heart start to smolder and soul start get colder, i realise im no good,

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look