This is a song about "Woman for the job"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Who’s job is the abatement

And bijies like im out and

Charles barkley, got the job, deadly shit, tnt forgiveness

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Disabled woman mugged on the arbour,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god