A song from my childhood that I remember vividly hearing emanating from Pops’ Nissan Datsun back in the 80s. During that time when most oldies (but goodies) were mad short (like Kim Jung Un’s stature and temper. Speaking of, have you ever seen a photo of dude that shows him from head to toe? No. Know why? Because with his iron-fist raised, he said so. Unless you wanna get thrown in his labor camp, eat funky-ass week’s old sticky white rice and watch re-runs of Dennis Rodman’s wrestling career. Nobody wants that). Co-written by the greatest to ever fucking do it, Otis Redding.