This is a song about "Work and power"

And their bloods trying make it work.

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Because they sold their souls for power and riches,

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And power means a price

What we gotta do to survive

Your dick work like a lamp in a power outage

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

I work hard, and i never stop