i once had a job with a boss that i thought was an asshole cuz he couldnt even talk about how life has its drops and he couldnt stop or just pause for a second in thought about anyone or anything until it was me and it was just my time to get laid off i once had a chick that i thought was the shit but wouldnt take a single risk and wouldnt flinch for a second about sitting on someone elses dick then told me to split before i could even get half a word in about the feelings i had for her and i thought she was eventually gonna remit i once was a shell of my self would constantly dwell about how i would never excel in this rap shit and be relished to excel spreadsheets and another shitty boss all overwhelmed and these albums i was sellin would end up being eventually relics up on the shelves and now look they call me mr brown foot knee deep in these trenches boy im working til it sounds good folding in for no one never throwin in no towel upward is the movement homie we aint goin downward and we aint going nowhere no direction no excuse me next to this booth is like putting a neck up in a noose i can hang that means i do my thang that flow come back around up on you like it was a boomerang a boomerang took a year and just went through it took that bullshit that life gave me made fertilizer from manure now i murder every track and tell the cops imma do it im the shooter im the suspect im the one the to start pursuin yardwork