(Untitled) Friday

Another Friday morning it is today

Goddamn, why can’t it be Saturday always?

I’m heading out to work

Doing stuff I despise with all my might

But I’ve got no choice, and I’m going to need some motivation

Luck is on my side, though:

I’ve got your woman riding shotgun beside me—

She makes great company—especially since

You’re off to work, and we’ve had plenty of time to fuck

We just pulled up to a traffic stop

Your girlfriend is looking kind of horny, rubbing her thighs together 

I’ve got enough time on hand,

So, I unzip my fly and she bends over to start choking on my mic.

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