I think the entire song of Mr. Big by 8Ball & MJG is hilariously dope but the beginning specifically used to have me dying visualizing it as a kid
My job at Mickie D's was fukkin' me with no grease
I worked so fukkin' hard, but the money, it never increased
I quit my fukkin' job, I have no job, nikka
The way he emphasizes that quitting his job means he has no job, just makes me imagine him walking home in his calvin got a job mcdonalds gear like "I have no job nikka!
Put on the mask, get the Glock, it's time to rob, nikka
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn, I was nervous, but my fear didn't stop my strollin'
Then I'm imagining a nikka that looks like this masked up as if everyone on the block doesn't recognize his fat ass
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was struck
I felt the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked
Reachin' for my glock, some nikkas kicked me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I seen death
Then breh doesn't even make a move before he gets
shot and
dropped kicked by multiple nikkas
He gets saved by a nikka named T-Money like breh was the hood Batman but the way he explains it is T-Money saw him in distress
T-Money walked in, then he told me what had happened
I knew him from the hood, but I did not know him well
He drove a red Jag', and I heard that he was bail
He said he was out rollin' when he seen me in distress
He said he killed the motherfukkin' nikkas with his TEC
Breh your ass was
unconscious 
and getting stomped on by nikkas, and you was broke as hell with no job nikka, so they werent even jacking you for anything. But yeah I guess we can sum up your predicament as being "in distress"
