New day, new, you wake your ass, only straw, straws, it's the money to fucking grab it to you.

Be mine, listen to me, I elaborate, daily wisdom from me, J.B. Smooth.

1, 2, 1, 2.

1, 2, 1, 2.

Sometimes I say 1, 2, 1, 2.

Let's give you time to gather yourself, get your attention.

It might be at the stove, cooking some food, it's shit, I almost will be startled.

And you leave your shit on the stove and burn your shit up.

So I say 1, 2, 1, 2.

So you can get yourself together.

How about this?

You're in your path with a place to be, and along that way you encounter someone else.

And maybe that person is stuck.

And since you're behind them now, you're stuck too.

You're both stuck.

So here's what you do.

See what you can do to help each other.

Now imagine you have a car, no damn verse.

Woo, woo, woo, woo.

Now, why you ask?

Because you don't want to go backwards.

You always only want to go forward because you don't have no damn verse.

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