This is a song about "Well i used to work at ydc"

I used to have thick skin,

Girl listen, trying to position

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

So i banged for a minute

To accept we got shit i feel used

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

I used to sleep without any worries

Here i go again, searching for love

Remember i used to bang with bad ones

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Can't look at you the same we used to be friends

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

And i'm gonna keep at it, work to improve/