[p o o r p p l m u s t w o r k]
stoppp don't roll your eyes
thumb in fist. it's not like i wanted this, money's just tight
this was my side shit til i lost my main slice
long story, but my brain size just ain't what i once had
cracked upside my dunce cap
now i'm paid in thumbtacks and sour grapes
just to be dehumanized for 8 hours straight
and no ones tips, so i'm nervous, went on too many splerges
not my fault the comic store's half price on thursdays....
seriously, don't blo up my spot
for real man. it's getting harder and harder to score a deal, damn
$20 for gas, try not to stare at the cute cashier
hop in the hooptie bumpin erika de casier
and hope she hears it so she knows i got taste man
and hope she missed the snacks i stuck in my wasteband
say man, maybe i'm brilliant. bet you never met a broke boy so resilient
drop the top, whipe the sweat from my bill and tilt it
remember: you are what you own
so i'm gonna take my punk ass home and play Persona 3
anyways, that's just my day job
at night i scrub the clay off
and after i play god, i stay mobbin
rockin a wet rag in my back pocket
slip on juice, mop it. fix the tunes.
sniff the fumes from the bleach bucket
out of Jack, stock it. replace boxes of rosé
all for uptight cokeheads that make triple my pay
can't go back to school cuz my financial aid fizzled away
damn i miss pissin the day at the mall eatin lo mein
decisions, decisions. can't trust my own damn intuition
issues of rurouni kenshin, DVD copy of it's pimpin', pimpin'
enough reminiscing. listen, shit's just different
and i'm fuckin tired
you gotta pay for this one, or i might get fired..
but thanks for listening, that means so much
look at all these fuckin assholes in line for lunch
©fuck your label. forever