Minimum Wage Blues: Living in the Dark House

I got no patience, my back’s gone bad, but state don’t pay me enough. Last time I checked my bag, I only had pennies and blunts. When the check hits, my debt don’t flinch, I still got less than none. Well, I gotta eat, but the cost gone up, now my burger’s only cheese and buns. It all sounds sad, you can throw me a rome, but it ain’t half bad when the sun’s out. Living in the dark house way too long for me to still get minimum wage. Spending all my cash on rent and the girls I met, but it didn’t even get me laid. So if the work don’t pay and the bills keep coming, I should try my luck, rob and pay. Living in the dark house way too long for me to still keep living this way.