Stank people
stupid tasks
inept ability
inherent acts
what were they
who was I
to be in that moment
crass reason, no why
that was bad
I spit and fired
they won't forget
cause I just retired
who the hell
wanna work for nuts
peas with no rice
1 hundred and fifty bucks
oh, hell no,
I won't budge
allowed to spit my fire
so now, you be the judge...
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