This is a song about "Working at a hotel"

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Cause i don't need a fort or a hotel to see the seas

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

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

From work and play to working day and spurn a burnin' verse display

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Im robbing you of your flow like you was working as a clerk

This a different motor man better go to work

I shine, you shine, so we shine

It just takes a lot of working and time

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Maybe i just have the willpower and a working mind to find my grind,