This is a song about "Work it"

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Or they put in hard work and wanted it more then breathing

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

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

So i work towards it on a day to day basis,

Cause i know with hard work, i can do it all

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

I try not to obey them at anytime

“why couldn't they work it out the first time?”

We have no life together. we can work it out, we can work it out. you have

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

So believe it when you see it my speech is a work of genius