30 Foot Fall - Locash lyrics

When my dad was 25, he had a helpless 2.5. And our city was still growing, and they had no way of knowing that this place would turn to sh** and they'd have to hand it to their kids. Enter the 25 year old me whose eyes still have yet to see what's to gain from minimum wage Productivity! And I'm still learning to barely survive. Getting used to scraping by. So what's it like to not be broke? Where'd the money go? Don't ask me 'cause I don't know. So where'd the money go? Well don't ask me 'cause I don't know! But the old regime is living well, and I'm running out of things to sell out to! Kid, I hate to have to f** somebody hard, or you compromise your spirit, or you commercialize your art. And if you only live for cash, well then you can kiss my a**, because you are the problem here! Am I making myself clear? Am I making myself clear? So what's it like to not be broke? Where'd the money go? Don't ask me 'cause I don't know. So what's it like to not be broke? Where'd the money go? Don't ask me 'cause I don't know. Where'd the money go? Don't ask me 'cause I don't know. [x2]