This is a song about "Workers"

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Seen it over a dollar, got him under a flower

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

Its sad when the hard workers get unappreciated

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,