Like damn, my surroundings are so uninspiring.... here it is I have so many great ideas and talents and look what surrounded by....
I gotta talk to my fukking coworkers about bullshyt everyday with all the shyt going on in the world I got to talk to these motherfukkers about the buffalo bills and their pets...man fukk yo cat...and fukk the Bills too....I don't give a fukk about them
Damn man.....I had big dreams as a kid . I'm suppose to be a rock star... black leather jack, black everything, sunglasses... doing what God put my on the earth to do and look what I've been reduced to, a servant having to be around these fukking people. People so fukking stupid that can't use a credit card machine
The economy is all fukked, u got talented and ambitious ppl in places they don't belong. I hate my coworker. This bytch gets paid 9 dollars an hour and she follows every rule in the book. How can anybody work at a place like this and just accept it? U gotta be a real mentally broken person or a peon too accept that as your fate
Creative ppl need to fly, we can't work no fukking job....I'm not like these ppl.....I'm a fukking genius. Theyre talking to me about bullshyt. I feel alot of pressure, my back is against the wall...this no inside my mind project is it, this is my hail Mary...one last haymaker... because if this don't pop then that means I wasn't meant to be shyt in life...
I gotta talk to my fukking coworkers about bullshyt everyday with all the shyt going on in the world I got to talk to these motherfukkers about the buffalo bills and their pets...man fukk yo cat...and fukk the Bills too....I don't give a fukk about them
Damn man.....I had big dreams as a kid . I'm suppose to be a rock star... black leather jack, black everything, sunglasses... doing what God put my on the earth to do and look what I've been reduced to, a servant having to be around these fukking people. People so fukking stupid that can't use a credit card machine
The economy is all fukked, u got talented and ambitious ppl in places they don't belong. I hate my coworker. This bytch gets paid 9 dollars an hour and she follows every rule in the book. How can anybody work at a place like this and just accept it? U gotta be a real mentally broken person or a peon too accept that as your fate
Creative ppl need to fly, we can't work no fukking job....I'm not like these ppl.....I'm a fukking genius. Theyre talking to me about bullshyt. I feel alot of pressure, my back is against the wall...this no inside my mind project is it, this is my hail Mary...one last haymaker... because if this don't pop then that means I wasn't meant to be shyt in life...
