I ran through the place, pacing speed
I'd find myself stealing till they chase me
One night in a cell and then I'm free
I go out on a monday steal all week
I only tend to get cautions it gives me directions
So she doesn't hassle me
Helps me get by keeps my head dry and my feet
I only push for money it makes me feel tall
Dunno what to do without money but it's not worth singing about
I ran from my house in my street
I find myself stealing so I could eat
They took all my benefit I had no weed
I'm going mental and I never eat
I've been smoking that stuff since I can remember
And it's rough in november