This is a song about "Working at aeropostale"

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

Always working hard never gave herself a rest

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

But i'm working on the next one now

Will somebody please show me how

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

From working through rain and pain

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell