A LIV II: capitalism fucked me again? Lyrics

Oh hey, it's me again, last time we talked I bit off a squirrel's head

After that I escaped the police and went to bed

In the morning my mom's mad, her sixth husband wasn't my dad

She said her money situation is bad

Told me to get a fucking job

I said whatever you fucking blob

They said I won't cover someone who's never had a job

I said there were a few banks I robbed

She put her head in her hand and said oh my god

Told me we're going to mc dicks

I'm so excited for it

To bite in those fresh buns

I'm confused tho because we don't have the money

We pull up and she tells me get out I'm done

My eyes widen as I realize she expects me to work for these fucking guys

I head over to the trash, last time I ate from the bin I got an alarming rash

I gotta do what I gotta do with or without the cash I got

I hate it, turn to some white swan I work with comes out and vomits from my brain

Tells me to come work for them

It's time, fuck it you know what he's right

I tell him that he'd be hella fucking tight

We go inside, it's so bright

I hiss at the lights, fuckers ask if I'm alright

I tell them sometimes I bite

Their eyes widen at the sight of my sharpened teeths might

Now I'm standing at the cash register

This woman nervously asking if I can help her

I say what the fuck do you think I like wearing this greasy sweater?

All she can say is er...

The manager overheard, he isn't impressed

Tells me to put the cash register to rest

Now I'm going to make sandwiches and they will be the best

My hands are covered in mold

There's no time to wash them I'm told

I asked for gloves they said no!

Even I'm sick and broke, gotta get that cash hoe

I start massaging the beef, slap it together this ain't the coral reef

I see the letters on the screen that confuse my head and my pean

I don't know what sauce to use

I get so frustrated I give the burgers a bruise

The workers tell me that's burger abuse

I don't give a fuck about this news

I'm your best worker fight me if you want to lose

They're short staffed so they refuse

There's no way you can fuck up washing dishes

I said watch me

You dumb bitches now my skin itches

I'm tempted to ditch this but I thought of the riches

I smash my face into plates now I need stitches

Those idiots are staring at me

I chase them on my knees

Running so fast I scream

Telling me I look like a demon meme

Called in the SWAT team

I run outside and jump in the river

My balls start to quiver

Hoping my check will get delivered

Looks like my employment has been hithered

Bye bye