HowMayIHelpYou?

Intro – Mock Voice]

“Thank you for calling hell, my name’s Jake, how may I ruin your day?”

Yeah. Let’s go.

Woke up mad, punched the fridge for no reason,

Same clothes on, been wearin’ ‘em all season.

Phone ringin’ off — yeah, must be the reaper,

He said “you still broke?” I said “bro, even deeper.”

“How may I help you?” — not at all,

I’m just tryna smoke and ignore your call.

“How may I help you?” — not today,

I’m on break from life, now please go away.

Boss talkin’ loud, I just nod my head,

Thinkin’ ‘bout sleep and two slices of bread.

Gas light blinkin’, car barely alive,

But the aux still bumpin’, that’s how I survive.

“How may I help you?” — not a chance,

I’m too busy tryna find some pants.

“How may I help you?” — with what?

If life’s a show, I already fucked it up.

Yeah, customer service from the pit of despair,

Hold music playin’, but nobody care.

“How may I help you?” — man, I can’t,

I’m just a ghost in a hoodie and some sweatpants.