Yo, Job 30:27, let me break it down real quick,
My skin’s all dark, not matching with my clothes, thick.
My bones ain’t all right, like I’ve been hit by a brick,
And my days ain’t cool, no time for any slick.
But hey, I’ll keep going strong, ain’t no time to be sick,
Life’s absurd, but I’ll find joy in this crazy lyrical pick.
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