This is a song about "Working in a bakery"

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

It just takes a lot of working and time

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Nah that ain't cool i ain't a fucking working man

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,

All they wanted was some waves like they fucking surfing

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Cos i ain't working all night in god damn vein

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I had a mother, working trying to make ends meet.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

So much dough i supply the bakery