Excuse me.
Can you spare some change?
I swear to you I'm not deranged
I just bear an estranged relationship with a quick thinking chick who painted me insane
Of course I get nothing.
I just need something to eat, get out of the heat, get back on my feet
Then, after that, I will look for jobs
Don't I have rights? Where is Hobbes?
What about the mobs in the street protesting for peace and equality so that necessities aren't commodities.
But they're not gonna bother with me
I'm just an individual who can provide some residual support on a tv report

Oh you still here?
Listen I'm intelligent, I see things clear
I see all the money in the world, there is enough to share
But I get it, its not supposed to be fair
The people who got it, worked hard for it
But did they have a dad that beat em?
A mom that didn't feed em?
A teacher who wouldn't believe in em?
Maybe.
I just want some some dinner

I see that isn't gonna happen
So keep using me in your movies
Keep saying I'm balistic, keep calling me a statistic
Keep saying I'm lazy keep saying I'm crazy
Keep writing me into poems
Keep using me in protests
Please man, I just want change
My archetype gets no rest