This is a song about "Work at bjs"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Im a lazy stoner but work hard at times

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

People around are doing their work

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Before work time is at its beginning,

Hit it til your make up missing

And i'm gonna keep at it, work to improve/

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much