This is a song about "Working at egon zehnder"

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,

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I'm working hard at this, i was never the one to quit

From working through rain and pain

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Working from nouns to verbs

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years