This is a song about "Working at loblaws"

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

I just play my part make moves like chess

And i know - there'll never be peace

Certainly working on personal courtesies

Aye, is this mic working?

Catch you up on places i've been

I can make it rain

From working through rain and pain

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

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