After work I was a miserable character, and while I felt “I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks,” there was no escape from the content mill hell where a Wall-Street foot stomped my neck, and asked me to jump. Sweatshops have more freedom. Biggie’s lyrics, while not reflective of my own life, did mirror my r…Biggie Smalls Made Hell A Little More Tolerable322sean.m.s.Clinton LewisFollowJul 22, 2017 · 1 min readNice sentence, hard to jump when someone’s got their foot in your neck. LOL