This is a song about "Working nine to five"

Pushing carts from that nine to five just trying to stay alive

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Nine o'clock and i'm trying to unlock ideas before twelve.

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Sky high, iced out paradise

I find dimes like nine - five

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Striving, working nine to five with no health care