This is a song about "Works"

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

The pervs lerk as miley works that twerk till it hurts.

It, till it's dizzy, that's when i wake it and throw it. but nothing works,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

At first sight, you'd say i ain't got the works, right?

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

//instrumental works well with the flow- wish there was more of a 'clap' in the beat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Guess that's how the world works today

Struggling first class, headed for the runway