Story Behind The Song

from personal experience except for the murder at the end. But I felt like seriously kicking some ass and bitch smacking all who contributed to my stress..

Song Description

about your everyday 9-5 worker who gets fed up with the abuse of labor, inappropriate compensation, overlooked for promotion, while being micro managed, who eventually snaps do to the pressure of unsatisfation. Hence the definition of "going postal".

Lyrics

Charlie Says, ???

Rat race, daily hustle, juggle, everyday struggle, slave, concrete jungle, survival of the fittest, blue collar white collar, black collar? made it up, but it?s on some scut work, under the table? trabaja, W?2?s, 9 to 5, late shift, morning shift, 2nd shift? hey, wait a minute!!

Charlie says, ?Back to work? breaks over? dock pay? stay late? where is your loyalty??
Charlie says, ?Micro manage? low compliance? no overtime? denied vaca(tion).?

Sometimes you have to step back and look at all the things you?ve gotten. Evaluate the current. Tally the ?beg your pardons?. People everyday still are bailin? that hay and cotton, while Mr. Charlie?s smile is still rotten. Halitosis behind the mandate creates a screw face to make a nigga very irate and breathe life into a beast that need not awaken. (I) Had him by the throat in my mind when he claimed motivation was what I lacked and needed to find that. Apparent was the laps in the level, enthusiastic, but did I ever have it. I?m saying, with satisfaction achieved one can fathom the thought, but daily routines be comin? up short. Plus with awareness that you?re less than aware, provoking one of those ?Don?t fuck with me? stares. Got ?em circling the bulls eye with faces locked in the square, which resemble what you view in reflectors? some niggas ain?t prepared. And I ain?t going to stand here kickin? the many ?for instance?s?, (cause) from stress we need to distance, but it don?t seem like we?re widening gap. So what?s the happ(ening)?s when this nigga snaps from receiving the good and plenty not doing him plenty good. Go ahead, I wish you would? say somethin?, bitch!

Charlie says, ?3%? eval(uation)?s? department policies? dress code? doc?s note.?
Charlie says, ?not on work time? half hour lunch? 15 minute break? you?re late!?
Charlie says, ?left early.? Family shit. ?Staff meeting.? Boring shit. ?Written warnings.? Full of shit.
Charlie says, ?My office, let me see you? team work, couldn?t be you?ad this to your list of to do?s.?

? Mentality of a postal worker with prostate issues? Casualties of me not givin? a fuck, can make departments miss you. What?s worst, is few of them going with you. Papers read, ?? he just snapped and buck aimless(ly).? Later police reports stated that found were shell casings with their names engraved on them, like this one shoutin? out Mr. Expired Visa. Caribbean cat with stat?s on some dirt knees. Ashamed to be Black, seemingly Uncle Tomin? for scraps. Or this gray herb I dub Sir Pugilist. ?Cause he?s old school like hands on, but dude it?s just amazing how many times one can walk back and forth from his desk to the sink to wash his hands from not doing a damn thing and on monthly reports he still blings. Can?t knock the hustle, but fuck him for trying to muscle niggas under him. Thunder gun will clap for him as well as other fellows and chicks with similar scripts? and I ain?t stopping ?til Charlie gets hit. (The) rest of you Bosley?s can get burned from the knee up by the mac, man. I ain?t come here for no foolishness, so stop laughin?. Do I amuse you?

Charlie says? Catch 22, college degree. ?No experience.? Experience. ?No college degree?? Same salary. Oh, room for growth? That?s pending if the elderly leave.
Charlie says, ?Train {your replacement}.? Not knowing, but 2+2 = frustration
Charlie says, {Umm Hmm} ?blah, blah? you can leave... blah? market bad? blah, blah? got bills??
Charlie says, ?Un huh, that?s what I thought? tuck your shirt or your feet can hit the dirt.?

{Man, this just can?t be? we?re not supposed to be working, no, slavin? like that?I mean, this? this just ain?t right.}

Shaking my head like, out of this state, I?m snappin?. Where am I at and why am I holding this gat and why am I pointing it at him. (the) last thing I remember was this cat saying and I could be paraphrasing, but it went ?don?t aggravate us and we won?t send you walkin?.? On some, ?hit the road?? Woah, wait a minute. Got a college degree, don?t pay me what I?m worth? Put in extra work, y?all play me for the jerk? You?re only as great as your last mistake and now it?s ?don?t aggravate? or you might send me walkin? on some ?hit the road?? Oh, I get it!. Play me like jack, and it?s your beans I?m stalkin?. I remember now.

Charlie says, ?no? stop? don?t shoot?let?s talk? got a family? 3 year old!!!? Sucks for you.
Charlie says? nothing.