This is a song about "Working harrd"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I be working hard man of course,

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

Bet i get like 8 of them

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

Lets get fucked up to the bone

From working through rain and pain

Well rick james, maury jane

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

But i'm not really working the corner,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Always working hard never gave herself a rest