This is a song about "Work it out"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

Your new man got my respect

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

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

I don't think it will work out; school just ain't my thing for the price

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

And me! oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you and me can work it out!

Song: "we can work it out"

I must go like fly route

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

I'm a pervert i assert it, get the pussy and work it