This is a song about "Worked"

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Worked all night to fit these into lines

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Unless i worked in tunnels and doing work with shovels

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

And i came up quick, watched how it worked, learned the block tricks

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

I drive that all around

Worked my way up, and here i wound

Could've worked with my father but he wasn't around

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

Cuz i've worked so hard to get where i'm at

* amalgam digital download bonus track

And if you love substance you'll love wale

They worked together to get out of the jail,