Sick Day
Sick Day Reflections: Balancing Success and Sacrifice
Lyrics
Call Me cce
Introduction, the artist identifies as "cce."
cight question
Possibly a misspelling of "right question."
How much your soul worth?
Pondering the value of one's soul.
7 figures? 6 figures?
Questioning if the soul's value is in seven or six figures.
RSUs make you rich quicker
RSUs (Restricted Stock Units) as a means for quick wealth.
Relo made your life more easy to pickup
Relocation making life easier, enjoying privileges in a foreign land.
In foreign land livin' on status and free dinner (wow)
Living abroad with a comfortable lifestyle.
Daily happy hours we drown our choices in liquor
Frequent happy hours, drowning sorrows in alcohol.
We no beginners
Asserting experience, not a beginner.
Who gon' fish us up who gon' save us who gon' deliver?
Raising existential questions about salvation and deliverance.
cnd who said I needed saving
Challenging the notion of needing saving.
My savings been getting thicker
Accumulating savings.
Light gettin' dimmer tho if I'm for real tho
Life's challenges causing a dimming effect.
My fire used to sizzle now it barely kindle (wow)
Reflecting on a diminishing inner fire.
I used to shine and glimmer now I barely grin bro
Contrasting past shine with a current lack of enthusiasm.
I promise life had meaning now it's just a symbol
Life losing its original meaning, reduced to a symbol.
They tell me I could just leave but it ain't as simple (nah)
Leaving is not as simple due to responsibilities.
Got open mouths to feed, got a spouse with needs
Responsibilities to support others.
Open mouth to breathe
Struggling to breathe, both physically and metaphorically.
Lungs pullin' less with every second
A decline in life force with each passing moment.
First the vision disappears then the consciousness second
Describing the fading of vision and consciousness.
Uhh, think I'ma take a sick day
Chorus expressing the need for a "sick day," a break from work and life's challenges. Reflecting on childhood experiences, the artist contemplates the trade-offs of success, emphasizing a desire for more time with loved ones over material gains.
Nah I can't work today I need a sick day
-I don't wanna work today I'll take a sick day
-Uhh, I'ma take a sick day
-Nah nah I can't work I need a sick day
-Nah I can't work today I need a sick day
-Hello
-Sick day
-Yea yea yea yea yea yea
-Sick day (yea)
-I remember fakin' my illness in sixth grade
-Nurse call my cuntie she pick me up swiftly
-Wouldn't tell my mama so long as I did great (shh)
-Honor rolls meant lobster rolls and chicken wings
-Hash brown and griddles in the morning
-cs she drop me at the door of the school
-Told me learn something new
-So I learn how to audible my life thanks to Christ
-Went from rags to livin' in my rich phase (wow)
-In my “20 percent for tip” phase (wow)
-In my “round it up cause I don't like the cents” phase (wow)
-In my “nah yo I got it don't gotta split it man we did it
-Payin' all the tax and I ain't trip” phase (sheesh)
-Outside lookin' in sound like this great
-Inside lookin' in like “is this made?”
-I'd trade it all for more time with my loved ones I lost
-When I left and moved here to get paid man
-Uhh, think I'ma take a sick day
-Nah I can't work today I need a sick day
-I don't wanna work today I'll take a sick day
-Uhh, I'ma take a sick day
-Nah nah I can't work I need a sick day
-Nah I can't work today I need a sick day
-Hello
-Sick day
-Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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