A gritty and humorous take on the struggles of bathroom breaks at work, this song captures the essence of the hustle in a fast-paced office environment. Through vivid imagery and relatable scenarios, experience the battle faced when time is short and cleanliness is a must.
Verse 1:
Yo, I step in the loo, time's tickin' fast,
Gotta handle my business, how long will it last,
Three minutes deep, feelin’ pressure from behind,
Every time I wipe, man, I’m losin’ my mind.
Pre-Chorus:
Wipe it, then check, there's still remnants left,
In this corporate world, gotta escape this theft,
Feels like a battle, man, I’m trapped in this stall,
Wiping with fury, but I’m still takin’ the fall.
Chorus:
Bathroom hustle, I'm tryin’ to get free,
Wipe it down quick, still ain’t clean, you see,
Flush my worries, but they come back like a ghost,
In this gangster life, it's the mess I hate most.
Verse 2:
Sittin’ here sweat, sanity slippin’ away,
Got the boss on my back, man, I can’t delay,
Wipe, check, wipe, and it’s still not right,
I’m feelin’ trapped, like I’m stuck in a fight.
Pre-Chorus:
Wipe it, then check, can’t catch a break,
This bathroom saga, I’m about to awake,
Thought I was done, but the struggle’s still real,
Every time I think I'm clean, got a new deal to seal.
Chorus:
Bathroom hustle, I'm tryin’ to get free,
Wipe it down quick, still ain’t clean, you see,
Flush my worries, but they come back like a ghost,
In this gangster life, it's the mess I hate most.
Bridge:
Tryna keep it cool, but I’m losin’ my head,
In this bathroom drama, I’m wishin’ I fled,
With a roll of TP, man, I’m givin’ it all,
But every time I wipe, there’s a new duty call.
Outro:
So next time you're sittin’, know the tale of the grind,
Wiping and fighting, just a man in a bind,
Life’s about the hustle and the mess we regret,
In the end, we rise, and we never forget.
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Really tough Gangster rap about wiping my butt in the bathroom at work and as fast as i can because ive been in the bathroom too long but every time i wipe theres still poop, written how Tupac writes his