bad day

bad day Yo, I woke up late, toothpaste on my shirt, Stepped outside, slipped, face-planted in dirt. Neighbor lookin’ at me like I lost my brain, But she got three cats in a stroller—who’s insane? Hit the store, need snacks, got the munchies bad, But my card got declined—man, this life is sad. So I snatched a bag of chips and I ran full speed, Tripped over my own feet, now security’s on me! They like, “Sir, calm down!” I’m like, “I’M NOT WELL!” Last week I got banned from Taco Bell. For yellin’ “VIVA LA REVOLUCIÓN!” in the line, Then throwin’ hot sauce packets like they landmines. Now I'm sittin’ on the curb, just laughin' alone, Phone buzzin’—some scammer tryna sell me a loan. Told him, “Bruh, I’m broke, I eat ramen with tears,” He said, “Damn, my bad, I’ll call back in a year.” bad day Now I’m back on my feet, but my luck’s still trash, Stepped in gum, then a pigeon straight shat on my hat. Like, c’mon man, what did I do to deserve? I must’ve been a severant badboys in a past life or worse. Hit the train, no seat, so I’m standin’ all tight, Dude next to me breathin’ like he’s slurpin’ a Sprite. Lady with a poodle got the dog in a tutu, While a kid in the back screamin’ louder than Bluetooth! I finally get home, try to chill, just relax, But my neighbor upstairs starts droppin’ dumbbells on wax. Like, what you trainin’ for? World War III? Or you fightin’ Thanos with them weak-ass knees? Then my phone rings—my ex hit me up out the blue, Like, “Hey, how you been?” Girl, I ain’t talkin’ to you! Last time we spoke, you took half my stuff, Now you want small talk? Man, enough is enough! Let me know if you want a Part 3—I could keep this madness going forever!