A LIV II: capitalism fucked me again?

Oh hey, it's me again, last time we talked I bit off a squirrel's head After that I escaped the police and went to bed In the morning my mom's mad, her sixth husband wasn't my dad She said her money situation is bad Told me to get a fucking job I said whatever you fucking blob They said I won't cover someone who's never had a job I said there were a few banks I robbed She put her head in her hand and said oh my god Told me we're going to mc dicks I'm so excited for it To bite in those fresh buns I'm confused tho because we don't have the money We pull up and she tells me get out I'm done My eyes widen as I realize she expects me to work for these fucking guys I head over to the trash, last time I ate from the bin I got an alarming rash I gotta do what I gotta do with or without the cash I got I hate it, turn to some white swan I work with comes out and vomits from my brain Tells me to come work for them It's time, f*ck it you know what he's right I tell him that he'd be hella fucking tight We go inside, it's so bright I hiss at the lights, fuckers ask if I'm alright I tell them sometimes I bite Their eyes widen at the sight of my sharpened teeths might Now I'm standing at the cash register This woman nervously asking if I can help her I say what the f*ck do you think I like wearing this greasy sweater? All she can say is er... The manager overheard, he isn't impressed Tells me to put the cash register to rest Now I'm going to make sandwiches and they will be the best My hands are covered in mold There's no time to wash them I'm told I asked for gloves they said no! Even I'm sick and broke, gotta get that cash hoe I start massaging the beef, slap it together this ain't the coral reef I see the letters on the screen that confuse my head and my pean I don't know what sauce to use I get so frustrated I give the burgers a bruise The workers tell me that's burger abuse I don't give a f*ck about this news I'm your best worker fight me if you want to lose They're short staffed so they refuse There's no way you can f*ck up washing dishes I said watch me You dumb bitches now my skin itches I'm tempted to ditch this but I thought of the riches I smash my face into plates now I need stitches Those idiots are staring at me I chase them on my knees Running so fast I scream Telling me I look like a demon meme Called in the SWAT team I run outside and jump in the river My balls start to quiver Hoping my check will get delivered Looks like my employment has been hithered Bye bye