This is a song about "Workin on my shit"

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Shit, i done bit my lip on this biz,

I just light up and focus

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Sicker than these niggas on they grind, workin' nine to five,

I'm on my figure 8 shit

Wit my kin that i came in wit

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

I’ve been workin hard with all my might.

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Where that shit on my neck lick a pendant

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent