Your Ass

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Marty's got a plan in a folder Sits on the fridge by the sauce He says, “I’ll start after lunch” Then it’s Thursday and he’s still boss Linda’s doing taxes by hand With three pens and a grudge She’s got tabs open for “later” And a drawer full of “I’ll judge” [Pre-Chorus] That’s your ass, that’s your ass The thing that keeps you stuck The “I’ll do it when I’m ready” The “I’m too tired,” the “good enough” [Chorus] Your ass means all that keeps you stuck Your ass means fear and bad luck Procrastination, debt, and doubt Scrolly doom that won’t tap out Your ass means “someday” on repeat Dead-end jobs and manual beats Your ass means you, but not all day Move that mess out of the way [Verse 2] Darryl’s got forty-seven passwords And one padlock on his brain He’s waiting for the perfect Monday Since the Bush years, same refrain Keisha runs a bakery by hand Counts every crumb, every call She’s doing five jobs in one apron And the tip jar’s feeling small [Pre-Chorus] That’s your ass, that’s your ass The stuff that drains your gas The “I’m not skilled,” the “what if I fail?” The “I’ve got time” that never lasts [Chorus] Your ass means all that keeps you stuck Your ass means fear and bad luck Procrastination, debt, and doubt Scrolly doom that won’t tap out Your ass means “someday” on repeat Dead-end jobs and manual beats Your ass means you, but not all day Move that mess out of the way [Bridge] If it’s clutter, if it’s fear If it’s “later” every year If it’s habits in a pile Baby, that’s been running your life for a while If it’s one more tiny task Turning into fifty asks If it’s you doing all the glue There’s a smarter move for you [Chorus] Your ass means all that keeps you stuck Your ass means fear and bad luck Procrastination, debt, and doubt Scrolly doom that won’t tap out Your ass means “someday” on repeat Dead-end jobs and manual beats Your ass means you, but not all day Move that mess out of the way [Outro] Don't replace yourself. Replace YOUR ASS with AI. Book your setup .