This is a song about "Working at goodwill"

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

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

From working through rain and pain

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

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,

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress