I'm money broke
It's no joke
Can't cope
Use the rope this time
Knuckle up, buckle up
The ride's getting rough
But I will not lose my mind
I asked them if I could come in
And the first thing they said was NO
If I can't come in, that means I can't come back
That means I got nowhere to go
I'm a hyena fighting for the lion share
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
Absent from political authority
An animal I've become
Total disorder and confusion is the lifestyle that I run
Permit me to do what I want and I will I'm a nomad to travel
Concrete glass stone and gravel
Every time I turn around it's the same sad story
Getting ganked I wish it would end
And life's comisary
I'm a bad missionary with a wicked message I send
Who could I trust in a world of green?
What I'm taught to take and not give

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