This is a song about "Works progress"

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Moving on makes the best progress, nonsense,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Where the process projects the problematic progress

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

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

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Progress not foggy, though, foes going so low to

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

But that's because my brain works opposite

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

The love i have for you is jus makin progress,