This is a song about "Wrist to work"

Puttin in work, to much work,

The concept is so absurd

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

You did the shake-shake and i kinda went berserk

Give us this day, our daily bread

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

Work and i work just to make a punchline

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Start to work on my libido

Turning to ground zero

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

No one wants to put the work in to compete but,

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

It's a fools fatewithout your word

No a/c cheap car to do work