Blood Deep

Our blood runs deeper than a family geneaology
We come from different races, languages, and expierances
But we all come from the same sadistic family

We find love in what we do
We push ourselves to learn more, do more, and produce more
We break barriers that "others" set before us

We're the ones that skipped high school classes to smoke and get tattoos
We're the ones that showed up late, half asleep, and cheated on tests
We're the ones that had no clue what we wanted out of life

We fell victim to drugs
We "hustled" we sold, we stole, we "lived life"
We didn't even know what life meant

You keep your 9-5, you balance the books for some asshole
You push the pencils and scribble on paper
You put on a suit and tie every morning as you kiss your wife good-bye

As for me?

I'll button up my chef coat, tie my apron, and fold my rags
I'll shove my hand into a 450 degree over numerous times a night
I'll grab something straight out of a fryer and place it on a plate

In the end? I love what I do
You?
I pay you to do the things I don't have time to
In the end of it all? I love my job, and you?
You just have an income