This is a song about "Working allday"

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Working from nouns to verbs

The birds i knew flip birds

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I used to turn to churches for help but it wasn't working,

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

Always working hard never gave herself a rest

The day before is better than the present