Jobs man oh man
Why is it that to move around in doing the things you feel the word JOB always seems to play on and on like repetitive recordings of Kermit the Frog saying "Get off of me" towards Ms. Piggy on the latest broadcast of A Muppet's Spectacular. But,it is what it is and you do everything to work towards where you are and need to be,so,make all the things with love. Don't worry about anyone else fucking around dem hoes while getting through day-by-day situations because the mirroring image is of you making moves and to do whatever flows right,communicate on zingfully. Seeking beyond bullshit is what I do in transforming out of the hell that myself has bought onto me just to get by and listening to movements makes me smile,which no one can eva take away from me.
I'm going to walk in there and tell the perky asses who think they're fucking Gods and Goddesses needing worshiping upon "I'm moving on baby rararara"
Walking down the street feels so fly without worrying about J.O.B. tailing behind as everything is everything speaking tones of chanting liberation she yearns for and gets whatever she wants shining ambience beyond measurable circumstances
Being moist all over the temple at a worksite can be something amounting to a pink slip on di desk first thing in the morning because too much fluent movements don't ever count to success in "High-paced" places where military style command goes into doing the zombie,so,I'm into me where moistfully & never dem at all.
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