This is a song about "Working in a farm"

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

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

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

Find her passed out in bed and you still your game working like

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

Maybe i just have the willpower and a working mind to find my grind,

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard