Will somebody just listen to my goddamn advice

So here's the deal,
I tell the boys,
To my ideas give 'em a listen
For boys, there's some real vision
Meats and potatoes real stuff.
I will take y'all out
Of your situation rough,
Just give me a hear
And with not a doubt or fear
Do as I say, if you may
And tell me if your life
Doesn't suddenly get
In the fifth fuckin' gear.
I know what I know,
That y'all are great
But honest, at this rate
Y'all aren't getting out
Of the goddamn gate
Of your own creation.

So open those bars,
Hearts on your sleeves, men
Live a little, go out, enliven!
A drink here, another cocktail there
An accidental brush, oops
A slightly off-color joke, with no fear
All nice and fun, alright,
Not tellinya to grabem by the boops
Slow and easy, kind and caring,
Not a douchebag out in his full might.
You can do this, I tell 'em, yes you can
Just tell her how GOAT she smells, maaan
It ain't science, it ain't math
You'll only find love and kindness
In this path.
Noone's lyin', no flim-flam.

That's what I say, all the time
All I can get out
Is this terrible rhyme.