Verse 1: I worked 20+ years working for greedy and ungratefuls, helping birth them and nurture them, like they neonatal, I spoiled them I guess that’s why turned into a a-hole, I’m black and all about green what I deem interracial, I worked forced overtime,like slaves during Roman times, either work run from the police or hang with niggas holding nines, management don’t tow the line when they speak I know they lying, every since Trump they no longer seeing color blind, you think they really care how many birthdays I missed, they only care if I’m there to do my work in that bitch, my girl saved me dinner that she served it at six, I was even too tired for her curves and she thick, thanksgiving, GOTTA WORK, Christmas, GOTTA WORK, had knee surgery, I was there at work poppin percs every time we get a new manager things have gotten worse, I dream of putting a eagle to they head like Jalen Hurts

Chorus: -because you disposable, you, you disposable, they act like we got no use, cause we older folk, my compensation should come with land on the Florida coast
-who cares you were a company man, you disposable

Verse 2: I should be happy, cause every week they cut the check, but there’s no cut to living costs so I’m stuck with the debt, when things in life start clicking, it’s just Russian roulette, I can’t afford no more kids, I stomach the sex, I feel safe on my job, with a gun and a vest, 13 hours with a 30 min lunch to refresh, that’s why I do rant, like the suns and the nets, I could have been in management, I never wanted a desk, now that I’m closer to retirement they think I’m disposable, they no longer have use for none of us older folk, my experience and knowledge, yougins couldn’t shoulder those, I do know managers they definitely should show the door, I know when I’m ready to leave so just slow your role, and stop side eying me I’m the one who stole your hoe,I’m getting to that bag like baggers at the grocery store, they wanna toss me out like trash but I’m not disposable