Janitor Man...

I heard what you said, about the way I dress,
Saggy jeans and t-shirts, you think I'm a mess,

Untied shoes, holding a drill in my hand,
My genius is undefined, with a farmer's tan,

Back talk my behind me, gets me stressed,
Now you gonna suffer, my rage is unchecked,

Janitor man!!!!
Come clean up my desk,
Janitor man!!!!!
I got you a mop,
Janitor man!!!!

Clean up my slop,

If I had a nine, homey, you would be stressed,
Oh I'm just kidding, shit, I spilled that mess,

Wax that floor, clean that can, I am pissed,
Talking shit behind my back, will get you dissed,

(deep thought speech time with a sotto voce)

Now, I know you liked to be called custodial engineer,
We could have been friends chillin' with some beer,
But I heard what you said, about me and homey,
Now you have to learn without love or glee,

That...

Janitor man!!!!
Come clean up my desk,
Janitor man!!!!!
I got you a mop,
Janitor man!!!!
Clean up my slop,

Janitor man!!!!!