Automatic E-Dubble

[Verse 1]
Thumbs up for the go-getters
The ambitionless are pissed, they should know better
No debtor, we owe nothing but hard work
Inverse of Brett Favre fronting doing yard work
No Wrangler's, 38/38 on my 501's till I'm angered
Then them jawns rip up, 'cause I'm on it
Skin gets jaundiced, the hulk got cornered
Time to just bomb shit, rocket's been launched
And your pretty boy shirt got dumped in the garbage
Now you're fucked 'cause your book gets judged
'Cause your cover's in another dumpster looking all slumped
They did away with that, you think you'll make it back
With no history you'll never make a paperback
Used to think you'd always be a best seller
Didn't count on those twelve year olds talking to their elders
FUCK YEAH, when them hands go up
I demand that we stand for the fans in us
The line's been blurred
I'm try'na fight the urge
To sip something strong enough to help me fight my nerves
I've got my words, they've been penned
Written Thursday Mixtape on the way and it's dirtier than Pig Pen
I've got a feeling there's about to be a shitstorm
Tired of these backwards men, I'm like Rip Torn