This is a song about "Work"

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

And their bloods trying make it work.

The concept is so absurd

Doing work and being progressive, impressive

Babe you know it gets no better than this

You'll never be late for work

I'm why baby fathers kirk

If you make it work now

Bitches ain't around one thou

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Can't hear me? does your dome work?