This is a song about "Working for the man"

Working my way to the top

Like a fiend off the best rock

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

Shake it for the man of the year

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Shake it for the man of the year

Shake it for the man of the year

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear