This is a song about "Work boots"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

The concept is so absurd

We getttin throwed, still put in work

We be like chow

If you make it work now

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

I'm why baby fathers kirk