SLAVERY IS THE MEANS BY WHICH IM TRYING TO STRIVE
SO I GET UP AT 8 TO GO TO YOUR DAILY NINE TO FIVE

I HAVE TO LEAVE ALL MY ERRANDS AND CHORES
NO JANITORS SO I HAVE TO MOP AND SWEEP FLOORS

IM THE PROPERTY OF MY WORK PLACE, YEP THEY OWN US
WHEN ITS BAD, WE FEEL IT, WHEN ITS GOOD, NO BONUS

SOMETIMES I REMINISCE ON THE BULLSHIT AND I LAUGH
THEY BATHE IN DOLLARS AND WHEN ITS HARD THEY CUT STAFF

U WORK UR ASS OFF JUST SO HE AND HIS KIDS GET A SMILE
AND WHEN SOMETHINGS WRONG, ITS THE GOOD DAY SPOIL

U DONT DESERVE TIME OFF, DO ALL U HAVE TO AT LUNCH
U CUDNT EVEN PAY A BILL OR GET SOME FOOD TO MUNCH

WHILE HE SITS ON HIS ASS AT THE OFFICE DESK AND CHAIR
HE CALLS U A IDIOT, TIME WASTER, FOOL, WHEN HE SWEAR

WHO RUN DI STORE, ME OR YOU??, DONT TELL MI SHIT!!!
TEARS FALL, CAUSE U HAVE A CHILD, SO U CANT QUIT

CAN I CALL IN SICk, IM HAVING A FEVER AND HEADACHE
"TAKE TWO PANADOLS AND MAKE SURE U NUH COME LATE"

"NO MAN!YAAH GWAAN TOO BAD, UR FIRED", THATS THE LAST WORDS
BASICALLY ALL I CAN SAY IS MANAGERS ARE NOTHING BUT BOSS-TURDS

Good Poem, Reminds Me Of A Situation...

Pun u a write me life story lol my ending different

I like it, but its better to be a slave more than to sit on our ass not doing anything!