© [2025] #ByDOT🔥- All rights reserved. Yeah… Sometimes life just slaps you with a sandal, bro. Let me tell you how mine went down… [Verse 1 – "The Downfall"] Lost my job on a Monday, just like that – Boss said, “We’re downsizing,” I said, “Cool, you rat.” Wife packed bags, said, “You're a joke.” Left me a note and half a coke. My son plays techno all night long, 2 A.M., the walls go “bong bong bong.” Motorbike? Nah – can’t pay the loan. Now I sit on the porch with a sigh and a groan. [Verse 2 – "Rock Bottom"] Blood sugar's high, my foot went numb, Doctor says, “Try salad, or you'll go dumb.” Bank keeps calling, I ghost 'em all, Then trip on my bills and down I fall. Kitchen’s cold, fridge is loud, Wine in my cup, pride not so proud. Lookin’ in the mirror like, “Who’s this clown?” But I won’t stay here – I ain’t goin’ down. [instrumental Interlude – dramatic flamenco acustic guitar riff] [Spoken Interlude – dramatic flamenco pause] Nah, man... I decided to rise again. You don’t take me down that easy. [Verse 3 – "The Comeback"] Sold my car, bought an e-bike sleek, Pedalin’ hard with a flamenco beat. New girl from yoga, her name is Sun, She talks to plants and eats from bowls. We sip green juice, we hum and breathe, Got an app for my mood and my morning teeth. Yeah, I’m vegan now – I glow and sweat, Smell like hibiscus, no regrets (…yet). [Verse 4 – "The Techno Never Ends"] But every time my kid blasts techno bass, I teleport outta that sacred space. I grab my cone, step outside – And scream like a goat on a rollercoaster ride. Life’s still weird, but now it’s art, Crisis hit – but I played my part. Now I rap in the wind with a rose and a smile, Welcome to the show... Crisis with Style. [Outro – flamenco solo, claps, laughter, cork pop] (Yeah... still got wine... and a traffic cone.) [shout after music fades out] Olé! © [2025] #ByDOT🔥- All rights reserved.
