You know, living in New York, I used to write a lot of songs on the train

Like-like, to and from work

In-between interning and my part-time jobs

That's- that's the only time I really had

I've been working all damn day

For about like two weeks straight

My boss is a ****ing *****

Matter fact, you can tell that hoe I ****ing quit!

I just got a dollar for a raise, what the **** is this?

I can make more money on the train doing ****ing flips

Barely got enough to go on break, eat some ****ing chips

And you always wonder why I'm late for my ****ing shift

I don't smile enough, I know, my shirt's never tucked, I know

You should write me up, I don't give a **** about emails, about retail

When I'm not at work and I'm not clocked in, you can spare me them details

Don't care about your point of sale, I'ma be a rapper

Gi-Give me a year and I'ma be on, be on, see the the sign, yeah, neon, neon

Don't believe me, nigga, don't believe me, so many people I'ma **** and pee on

Folding shirts is not my dream, I don't know who you were kiddin'

How 'bout you suck my ****? Call that my new position

I swear

So I used to work retail, and-

I mean that **** ****ing sucked, but, uh...

You'd have all these people move to New York to chase all their dreams

And they get so caught up and just settle for like some management position

But me, I always thought,"**** that"

I-I-I-I was searching for a place that I can go, I can go

Place where I ain't got to feel no pain no more, pain no more

Hit the red eye in the morning, DK know, DK know

Leave that stressful **** behind and save your soul, save your soul

Hope I don't run out of memories, play"Metal Gear Solid" for hours, left animal crackers on couches

Spilt ketchup all over my outfit, we live for directed deposits

I hope I don't run out of Hennessy, 'cause the liquor eliminates problems, drink till I'm numb and the past is forgotten

Swim in my thoughts and I drown out my conscience till I'm out of options

I'm second-guessing all my actions, waiting for something better really happen

Steady giving out that good, you know the universe a magnet

Tried to organize the madness, only lead to more reactions, only lead to my distractions

Only lead to my disaster, this is exactly what happened, oh boy

Man, I thought my world ended when she told us 'bout her sickness

Start to question my existence, I was praying for remission

But what kind of example would she be setting for her children?

Man, I wouldn't have my momma if she ever thought of quitting

Glad she didn't