Kuttybear - Fire Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yaddidye

[Verse]
Woke up & I was like "Nigga this is not my day"
Looked at the time on my phone & gottdammit, I'm late
Should I call in? Man fuck, I got nothing to say
I guess I'll get ready then I'm on my way
But I'm so sick & tired, I mean sick & tired
I'm so pissed cause I don't wanna be at work
That's eight hours of my life that I can't get back
Dealing with attitudes & my boss' bitch ass
Man, that check be so clutch tho. I got bills to pay, I need gas to drive
I clocked in, but I left my badge & I'm just so pissed cause the manager is asking why
He like "Listen, will you pay attention? How many times do I gotta tell you that you're slippin'?
Plus you been late four times this week
I gotta keep telling you this. I'm tryna run a business
I know alot of people that would kill to be in your position, but you never listen
What, you're better than this?
Clean your act up. If you act up once again, then I'm calling backup
& you can just pack up. Get to work"
Bitch, hol' up. What?, hol' up
Watch how you talk to me 'fore you get swole up
As long as I been here, yall ain't gave me no love
Yall treat yall workers like they got Ebola
Constantly talk to me like Imma comedy. This ain't defining me
All of the high ups is rich & they ornery, ain't got respect for me?
Why would you hire me ?
Honestly...I'm sick of this shit. Ain't got no benefits, barely get hours
I barely get time of enjoyment of lunch
Because when yall need help, you got me on the hunt
& man I don't get paid enough. Where's my promotion? I promise I stayed enough
I held my tongue & I swear I been quiet too long
Some of my co-workers feel that it's wrong
Look at the shit that we go through for money, all of the feelings that we bottle up
All of the checks that we get after taxes destroy us, I swear that it's just not enough
All of the shit that go through with customers bitchin' & cryin' off what we supplyin'
Like I make the prices
& If jump stupid right back then I'm wrong. & I ain't got time
& It's fine because when I go out, Imma customer too so I feel the frustration
But fuck this, I'm not
Meant for this life. I'm an artist whose starving who happens to be the one pissed on the clock
& bitch, I'm just not taking no shit from chauvinist biggot
You hold no resentment so fuck you & fuck this establishment twice
Cause I don't need money but having it's nice
In other words...

[Hook]
Nigga, fire me! Nigga, fire me!
Bitch, I don't give a fuck
Nigga, fire me
Somebody else will hire me, Somebody else will hire me

[Bridge]
I just gotta go strong, fuck a job cause I don't
Wanna be living a life where I do not enjoy what I did when I'm old
Drug dealers stay strong, stripper hoes stay strong
That money got power, but do you got power without it?
But what if its gone?