This is a song about "Works progress administration"

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Jai bains: the only solomon that works at night

Works quicker than anti-depressants, get the picture

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

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

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Just hope it works out well

You fine as hell

Sweet, okay makes sense

There's still room to progress,