Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I clock in when the gulls still yawning over cedar planks
Carry boxes, stack the smiles, keep the whole thing outta sank
Darting like a headless horse, I’m circling every lane
Bags of toys in both my arms, taking hits from wind and rain
Most of the crew gone quiet, I’m the one that keeps it moving
Name on the clipboard crooked, still the whole spot keeps improving
Supervisor talk slick, but he don’t see the load I’m bearing
I’m the manager on the boardwalk, every shift I’m double-daring
[Pre-Chorus]
Knees tired, back tight, salt on my shirt
I keep the line alive while they all cut first
I been carrying the weight where the boards all creak
If I gotta hold this place, then I’ll hold it all week
[Chorus]
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone from the shore
They can call and call my name, I won’t answer anymore
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
[Verse 2]
Morning rush, candy hands, little kids in paper crowns
I’m smiling through the grind while the whole deck bounces sound
Stockroom stacked to the ceiling, every shelf a little war
I patch the gaps, I keep the peace, then I ask what’s it for
Boss man walks by once, leaves a glance and a tiny nod
I keep it all from falling down, still they act like I’m the cog
But I know my worth in splinters, in receipts, in aching feet
Every board beneath my boots knows I made this place complete
[Pre-Chorus]
Knees tired, back tight, salt on my shirt
I keep the line alive while they all cut first
I been carrying the weight where the boards all creak
If I gotta hold this place, then I’ll hold it all week
[Chorus]
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone from the shore
They can call and call my name, I won’t answer anymore
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
[Bridge]
Tonight I peel my badge off slow
Let the tide take what I used to know
No more hauling everybody’s day
I’m turning my face the other way
[Chorus]
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone from the shore
They can call and call my name, I won’t answer anymore
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out past the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
[Outro]
I’m in, I’m in, I’m in at the gate
I’ve been running this place, now I’m done with the weight
Style
hard-driving blue-collar hip-hop with salty seaside percussionslapping handclaps on the two and fourgritty upright basschopped organ stabsand a rubbery boom-bap kick that leaves space for a shouted chorus; male vocalsrising intensityworker-anthem energyand a final lift with crowd-style gang hooks
Prompt
Work on a boardwalk been going nonstop like the headless horse man running around with bags and boxes full of toys no help for the most part get no respect from supervisor I’m the manager running 
Credits
Prompt by
CriminalReaper
CriminalReaperGeneratedApr 11, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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