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minimum wage
I capitalize on thier misery.
atleast i did. everyone else just turns thier heads so they cant see whats really going on. boss man says "you cant use those words" what he really means is that I cannot speak the truth. We might as well just be giving away crack as opposed to dollar bills. Im sure itd save them a whole lot of hassle having to do the same song and dance every few hours to the local street pharmacist. Instead of Cash Converters, dub it Crack Converters. I watch them come in everyday,ones got a baby and another one on the way. Shes says shes clean but i know its lies,lookin straight into pin point pupils and a scab scattered face. And i think about the life thats growing inside her tummy,swollen belly on chicken legs. And all I see is another broken home,another foster child,another rape victim,another story on the news,another statistic. boss man says "you cant use those words" I wont be a pain pusher no more. Woulda thought id realize that when I was staring down the barrel of a gun held by the steady hand of some young thug who thinks he can take the easy route by doing a lil smash n grab?! All this bullshit for minimum wage. |