romance

 when I was three and thirty I heard a black man say you're a romantic on your welfare pay spit verses rhymes your rubles keep your asshole clean keep tryin death defying was desperate itd seem when I was three and thirty and I heard him say again your lifetime goes on for it's torture and pain tis paid oh so with cruelty and sold for your endless bum and now I'm zero and forty I never lie you scum parody comical one at that JUST GOT MY FIVE MILE WALK IN FOR DEATH ITS TOO EARLY THE GATES IS STILL PEARLY MY HAIR STILL CURLY LIKE WHATS GOOD MARCY MARC