i couldnt sleep last night, i tossed and turned until the morning light, looked at my bitch and thru a fit, cuz my clothes aint organized, bloody eyed and pissed off, patience about to drop off, to top it all off, missed the bus so now i gotta walk, i must be dealing with some bullshit in my head, cuz im wishin that everyone i see today is dead, and if i cant get my ass to work i cant make any bread, so how the fuck am i supposed to get ahead, Just another day, another excuse to give my boss, swear he just as pissed as i am at me, for getting lost, give me a fuckin break... im tired of days like this they get me angry fore i start to move, then stupid motherfuckers always think they got somethin to prove, unril they catch a crack, then its back to the pen for me, musta woke up on the wrong side of the bed, anxiety, chasin me, got me snappin on everyone within reach, tryna visualize something beautiful like the beach, but it aint workin out, and im starting to lose my shit, bout to take my lunch break and go mix up a big ass hit, try to clear my thoughts, with some rapid movements of my eyes and dulled sounds to the ears, its been my remedy for years, now my peers wanna look at me funny, like im a joke, which one of you tough shits is gonna have to get choked, today, anyway its just routine for a man whose cold and mean, instead of positive greetings its words too obscene, just back the fuck up, let me do my thing and you can on about your day without some eyes that puffed up