It seems like I have always been inΒ or on the job training
I got my first job at 5 years old when my father made me the remote control
My uncles were also good trainers of great volition and, I graduated with honors as a lawnmower and car wash technician. I grew up in the old-fashioned tradition,
whoopins took place regardless of race.
belts, shoes, tree limbs, whatever was handy, get your **** beat up, then maybe candy
but, I'll tell you what, all them sore buttocks, how it's gonna hurt me more than you talks,
taught me to respect, and I honor my word before it is even heard,
the old school was tough, but it made me a man that's who I am.