Jacking

Yeah, it's a habit, a way of life, a daily routine, you know?

Mornings start with a rhythm, a familiar beat,

Jacking in the dawn, feeling the heat.

Sun rises up, but I don't stop,

Evening comes, I’m back at the top.

I love jacking, no matter where I go,

On the dirt road, in my flow,

Even at work, it’s what I do,

Everywhere, I jacking through.

Road grader pulls up, eye contact made,

Caught in the act, but I ain't afraid.

Keep on jacking, it’s what I do,

In every place, staying true.

Can’t stop, won’t stop, I’m right here,

Jacking’s my passion, crystal clear.

I love jacking, no matter where I go,

On the dirt road, in my flow,

Even at work, it’s what I do,

Everywhere, I jacking through.

So when you see me, just understand,

Jacking’s a part of who I am,

Everywhere I go, it’s all the same,

Jacking forever, playing the game.