This is a song about "Work and cooparation"

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

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

Sparks put in work and they scream my name out

Yea and this is something to think about

Of hard work and success, smoking more grass than wildfire,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Stand strong and all tall, never fall, and that will work,

I'll take her home and do her like homework

I fucking hate this job

I work hard, and i never stop

And their bloods trying make it work.

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard