This is a song about "Working in retail"

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews

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

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Certainly working on personal courtesies

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

And i know that you're open

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Dc has never seen such progress