Nuts and Bolts

Number crunching, staring at a spreadsheet
Data entry, coffee break, that’ll tempt me
Diuretic, hit the bathroom, bladder empty
Then it’s back to my back-shattering seat
All work, no play, got bent vertebrae
From sittin’ strapped in one place for thirty days
Like a penguin – “quack” – not like a bird of prey
We’ll be right back, after this commercial break
Entrepreneur’s fate, gotta pay the bills
Haven’t smoked weed in years, life is way too real
Another admin day, what a waste of skills
But I can’t sit still, I’m afraid to chill
Pushin’ this cart up hill, I’m Blade Running
Can’t stay in one place, it’ll get away from me
I might coast for ten minutes, maybe twenty
But gravity brings me back, gotta make money

These are the fruits of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade

The only videos I make are instructional
Peace to Shad K, I’m mad functional
That’s the nature of industry, nuts and bolts
Bullshit committees and tax deductibles
I’m like “fuck your rules” whose rules anyway?
You gotta be a masochist to get an MBA
You gotta be in love with boredom, and pain
Ain’t no original ideas in a pencil case
What a waste of talent, fuck a bank balance
I mean, it’s great, but why chase it if it ain’t a challenge?
Find the space to engage your native passions
In every imaginable way – you gotta make it happen
And when it ends in crushing disappointment
Use that to advance by making different choices
Or else by listening to different voices
Failure is all but assured, you gotta pick your poison

These are the fruits of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade

This isn’t pessimistic, it’s just descriptive
There’s lots of ways to let the debt collectors getchya
And not so many paths to a successful business
There’s no certain formula to get the riches
The visionary perspective isn’t very effective
When it comes to calculating the yearly interest
On all the various debts you’re carrying from initiatives
That failed to achieve their revolutionary objectives
This is serious business, you gotta dot your i’s
You gotta cross your t’s and watch your bottom line
Keep your money on your mind, and stay on your grind
You gotta crawl sometimes before your star can rise
Just try to fail constructively, trust me
Some days you’re gonna hate your company
The vision doesn’t take you to a place of luxury
It just sustains you while you face the daily drudgery

These are the fruits of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade