Lyrics

[Verse]
In Wholefoods, NJ's grindin', every single day hustlin',
Fish game strong, tossin' salmon, never fumblin',
Fillets and scales, in the seafood aisle he thrives,
But them entitled customers, got him rollin' his eyes.

[Verse 2]
"Where’s my swordfish? I’m in a rush," they always screechin’,
NJ with a smile, but inside, he’s just preachin’,
Patience of a saint, yet the struggle never calm,
Every lobster sale, another customer’s bomb.

[Chorus]
Wholefoods hustle, seafood splashin',
Customers clashin’, NJ always dashin’,
Love the fish life, but the crowd’s a trip,
In the seafood jungle, on a daily skip.

[Verse 3]
Late-night freezer stockin', when the store's at ease,
Dreams of quiet moments, NJ chasin' that peace,
Choppin’ up the cod, in the solace of the night,
Entitled screams gone, till the morning light.

[Verse 4]
Got a closet full of aprons, smell of the ocean breeze,
But them privileged folks, always sigh and wheeze,
NJ’s got jokes, crackin' wise to ease his pain,
Turning stress into laughter, keeps him sane.

[Bridge]
When the weekend hits, NJ takes a breather,
Escapes to the beats, mind’s great reliever,
Goes to underground scenes, where he can vibe,
Leaving Wholefoods drama, catch a different tribe.