New day, new, you wake your ass, only straws clotted to Monday to fucking gratitude.

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

If you wanna see me right now, know what you will see?

Me jumping, up and down waving yellow flags at you as I try to get your fucking attention.

To those of you who need to hear this, caution, slow the fuck down.

If you ever watch auto racing, NASCAR, or fucking Grand Prix, but don't fancy ass race

cars, you're probably seeing when that damn yellow flag gets waved.

You know, it usually comes out after there's been an accident, and now that damn race track

is filled with dangerous hazards, that yellow flag is a warning to all the other damn

drivers to slow the fuck down.

They need that warning, because up until that point, all the more fuck I was trying to

win.

Sometimes when you win, y'all gonna fucking stop, and you wanna fucking win.

And if they ask it and slow down, they run the risk of slamming the fuck into that damn

hatch.

Now, most of the drivers who see that flag slow down instantly.

In their minds, they wanna win, but the same time, they're smart, and they know they've

got a lot to lose, but they hurt themselves or someone else for that damn matter.

But, see people, oh my amazing people out there, there's always some motherfucker in a bullshit

ass car, and never had a chance to win anyway.

Who sees someone else as misfortune as their damn opportunity to get ahead.

Now, those reckless motherfuckers are more of a hazard than the damn hazard.

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