This is a song about "Work"

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

You'll never be late for work

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Puttin in work, to much work,

I ain't trynna be forward

Work and i work just to make a punchline

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Work that wrist im the maestro,

Double m g forever though

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Doing work and being progressive, impressive