This is a song about "Working tickets"

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

Buy some tickets in case

And i just love your flashy ways

Working from nouns to verbs

Singing my life with his words

Go where you ain't been

Aye, is this mic working?

I pipe in and one night her

Got tickets peter piper

Working the drywall partying it up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Paid for all my tickets, cops begin to drop some charge

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.