New day, new, you wake your ass only!

Closet for money, do fuckin' gratitude.

Be mine, listen to me, I elaborate.

Daily wisdom from me, J.B. Smooth.

Hey, Mars, give me the usual.

The fuckin' usual.

Now in life, we get used to routines.

Sometimes we even find comfort in them, damn routines.

You wake up, head to the bathroom, stand yourself in the mirror

for a while, trying to motivate yourself to get going.

You hop in the shower, get out, brush your teeth,

get dressed, then head out to your favorite coffee spot,

you know, in order to fuckin' usual.

Now sometimes a person behind the candle already saw your ass

comin' in and has your damn usual ready for you.

I'm not gonna tell you there's anything wrong with the usual.

It's kinda nice to be able to walk into your neighborhood spot

and have the same friendly ass face,

but you see every morning, hand you your damn usual.

On the other hand, I want you to consider this.

That friendly face, fuckin' barista, doesn't just serve you

your usual, they see your ass as usual.

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