This is a song about "Working"

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

Certainly working on personal courtesies

Put the purp in the blunt

Since you love working that chrome junk

Aye, is this mic working?

Flapjack, ooh he bring

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

Working like pedro she twerkin' like miley

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

The birds i knew flip birds

Working from nouns to verbs

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

From working through rain and pain