NEXT-DAY SHIPPING

[Intro: Mr. Krabs & J-S.A.N.D.]
Oh but I will
Even if I have to come back tomorrow
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh

[Verse 1]
Lately, I don't get no rest sleepin'
Man, I been stressed tweakin', I been depressed and I been stress-eatin'
Also been havin' sex less frequent
Gettin' shit off my chest is more complicated than movin' chess pieces
You could say my life's been a mess even
Even me and my best friend been limited to only text speakin'
I'm usually calm and collected, but lately, I get so upset easy
But I don't see the need to talk about my feelings 'cause I feel like it's a burden to speak
That's ludicrous but I don't wanna be disturbing the peace
I been hiding from conversation 'cause it hurt when I speak
People avoid it too as if they was allergic to me
When it's time to talk, it's certain shit that I won't happily say
'Cause like a strip club, people gon' throw it back in my face
I'm Mr. Krabs, only focused on the bags that I chase
Continuing to push my sadness away just to deal with it

[Chorus]
The next day
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day
Imma deal with it
The next day
And the next day
Shit, I'm fucking stressed, ayy
But I suppress and deal with it
The next day
And the next day
And the next day
Just shrug it off and deal with it
The next day
And the next day
And the next day
And the next day

[Verse 2]
Shit, another sleepless night
Still ain't been eatin' right
My homies wanna link so I text back like, "Imma see, I might"
Been eating all this fast food it's gon wreck my system
I'm not even hungry, man that's just my coping mechanism
I surround myself with humorous crowds
Depression hang over my head like it's a cumulus cloud
But I refuse to let a little depression block my blessings
Always stressing over trivial shit, like game show contestants
Tried to suppress the stress but now it's fucking with my concentration
I let that shit build-up
That's mental constipation
Black people treat mental health like it's something too strange
We throw that shit under the rug like it was loose change
But that's just a black man's life
That's just a scary story
But I guess dealing with stress comes with the territory
But I ain't gon let it take me out
Shit, imma catch the glory
And live to tell my story

[Chorus]
I ain't dealing with it the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
I ain't dealing with it the next day
Or the next day
Cause today the best day to deal with this stress
Fuck dealing with it the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
I ain't dealing with it the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
Or the next day
I ain't dealing with it the next day