Just Clocked In

[Chorus]
Just clocked in I’m like here we go again
I don’t wanna be here shoulda never came in
Will I be a slave 'til the day I’m in the grave?
(I don’t know) x2

[Verse]
I think I’m a try to get fired on purpose
I don’t like my boss and I hate my co-workers
Time moving slow on my watch when I look
I’m a spend a whole day on Instagram and Facebook
I’m a sneak some naps in, I know how to duck off
Would quit right now, but I need this check dawg
Feel like I ain't growing, feeling like a robot
Same routine
Hold up I ain't finna let yall talk down on me
I went to school, worked hard, got a college degree
Plus I’m a whole man outchea, think not?
This job is your life for me it’s a pit stop
Flip-flop I could never do that
I’m trying to do hip-hop and quit this to rap
And I don’t even make enough to pay Sallie Mae back
Stay back I might be leaving ASAP bye

[Chorus]
Just clocked in I’m like here we go again
I don’t wanna be here shoulda never came in
Will I be a slave 'til the day I’m in the grave?
(I don’t know) x2

[Spoken:]
Hold on Dee-1
Just how do you suppose you’re gonna quit this here job?

[Verse]
Check, check it out, look
I might hire a traveling circus, just to have an elephant
Take a huge dump in my boss’s parking spot
That’d be excellent
I might walk in announce I’m quitting
Jump on my boss’s desk with
A marching band behind me playing
“What’s my Name” by DMX
I might just call DMX to hear him say
Aye dog what’s good, and fly him down and scare the heck out
Out of my boss cause I know he would
I’m not gonna call in sick, cuz you’d expect me to come back
I might just call in dead; maybe you’ll get the point after that
I might give 1,000 people a dollar a piece to call my boss and
Say “David hates his job”, yeah that’ll be sweet
I might go back to college and change my major to daydreaming
Cause that’s all I do with this job and that’s why I’m leaving
It’s called freedom and I’m trying to be free
I love the kids I teach but I hate the system, it’s mental slavery
So keep your 1100 dollar paycheck every two weeks
I ain’t never made a dime off rap but I got faith, God’s gone bless me

[Chorus]
Just clocked in I’m like here we go again
I don’t wanna be here shoulda never came in
Will I be a slave 'til the day I’m in the grave?
(I don’t know) x2