This is a song about "Water and working nights"

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Life is just a haze as the days and the nights go

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

The working class section, and my parents blue collar,

Hiking till my feet are bleeding and the water blocks my breathing

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Just proceeding with your life, working and breeding

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Nights are still tough and long,

Got campaign going so strong

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

While i'm hard on my grind working and school