08. Poverty Storm

& if you laugh at my pain I'll laugh when you go through the same & the change like mine then you choke on my name....

When the only thing that has your back is them cold & hard-ass rocks you be laying on, you have literally hit rock bottom. Shit doesn't get more real than this. Reality comes blasting your teeth out with a pair of knuckles on its fist

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Bound to a world I cannot evade

It's caving in on me as I slowly disintegrate

Can't break this curse of killer destitution

Running out of my mind & out of solutions

I got beaten so hard I'm financially crippled, dude

I don't have gas $ or car for what I need to pursue

I'm hunting for refundable recyclablеs day & night

I hold on tight for what I still have in this life

I nevеr thought I'd be that unfortunate dude pushing a cart

What doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger & I keep that in my heart

My enemies in my head, I can hear all their laughter

Finding employment is like finding a cure for cancer

Those who trivialize & judge me I get my fill

Nomad, vagabond, call me what ya will

Everywhere I turn a financial issue

Getting more anti-social, sorry if I diss you

I don't wanna become what I hate, no fucking way

I feel like the more I take, the worse I'm gonna change

Doomed living as indigence, worst enemy is penury

This elongating struggle forever like centuries

Don't like to do it, but I shoplift when I must

I got more time than money, staying ready for what comes

This is also my fault, I got no qualms of owning up

Sick of all this misery, every day I'm throwing up

Addiction to the musick more than you'd know

I can't completely stop, I can only work slow

Look for income like crazy so I can rise out this dirt

Past recent years I've endured my worst

I'm doing all I can, but I can hardly stand

I feel like nothing because I don't have a bit of cash

It's like misfortune & its gang jumped me, no warning signs

Like I'm plagued to struggle the rest of my life

Forlorn, my depression is mighty & got my core

I'm soaked in failure wading through the poverty storm

1 minute I'm your family, next minute I'm in the street

Only myself having my back, I'm homeless as can be

I don't ask for much, I'm pretty meager indeed

Walking everywhere & get messed with by police

I squeeze the blade of my knife so hard until my palm bleeds

Breaking shit all around me as I stress out & scream

These are times suicide hits me the hardest

It's hypnotizing but try to evade it regardless

My cousin told me when we were cruising Detroit once

He stopped his car & gave this homeless dude like 3 bucks

He said "Always help a person out who don't have as much

You never know, 1 day that might be you, cuzz."

Got my sign requesting $ as I sit on the strip

Nobody gives a cent, them greedy fucks don't give a shit

Things are always much better knowing you put in the effort

Desperate times call for desperate measures

S.I.D.R.O.E.....