This is a song about "Works progress administration"

You're fodder even yet my progress don't stall or

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You can't test my best get you're rhymes to progress

Breakdancing to melle mel

Just hope it works out well

I mean of course just the same old

Inspiration works two-fold.

Once upon a time not long ago

Progress, nah now i digress, leave and know

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

So here i say, works begun and i'm perfect hourly