This is a song about "We gotta work"

I ain't gotta try, work my hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

We don't need to work it just to get those hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

We gotta be somewhere, nowhere we cannot 

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

I must go like fly route

Song: "we can work it out"

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

And most importantly we gotta sow tolerant seeds

And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' tornthey made me an animal, can't sleep

If it doesn’t work all i gotta do is wait for the word on street to internationally leak,