*Open for lyrics. Rate/comment/subscribe/favorite* These warehouse wages Kill the ends introduction man I should have schooled it up When I was younger should have stuck to plan Always had the dreams of being more self assertive And my kids a teenager now he needs the health insurance So break my body Break break my soul down Just another zombie walking blindly through your ghost town Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power Aint nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour But I don’t want to go home yet So I’m gonna talk to my cigarette And that television set It doesn’t matter what brand or station Anything to take away from the current situation No overtime pay no holiday Months behind on everything but the lottery Went around the corner guaranteeing that my car died Wifey having trouble trying to juggle both the part times My cup aint close to filled up We trying to build up so we can have enough And when I finally get the color There won’t be nothing left to paint on A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song My better half is mad at making magic out of canned goods My tax bracket status gotta questioning my man hood My shorty got caught smoking weed at a concert And if I smack em everybody treats me like a monster My neighbors aint doing much better And we making competition instead of sticking together Cant save no nest egg in fact this nest is rented In fact that rent is late, wait The money aint here the raise aint coming Just me and my