This is a song about "Work and cooparation"

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Babe you know it gets no better than this

I work magic with words and in addition

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

That cellphone that i bought

I work hard, and i never stop

That's why this shits simple and ain't my best work

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

But it doesn't work and it doesn't help.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Sparks put in work and they scream my name out

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,