Phone cut offs, owe this, owe that, etc. So financially fucked up it seems hard to pay attention. Constantly reminded of the old saying that every time a black man rubs two nickels together and make a dime. White folks gone make it a crime. Add insult to injury, got to witness mothafuckahs who ain't never paid no dues profiting off of your blues. Every time a cat can see a little light, something or somebody in the system pulls a glitch with a switch. Oftentimes think I'm James Evans in a real deal episode of Bad Times. Trying to focus on struggle without being sidetracked with starvin'. Well ain't no sense in singin' the blues, because the mothafuckin' music ain't even playing. -Chairman Fred Jr.
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