Locash

When my dad was 25 he had a house and a 2.5
And our city was still growing
And they had no way of knowing that this
Life would turn to shit
And they'd have to hand it to their kids
Enter the 25 year old me
Whose eyes still have yet to see
What to gain from minimum wage productivity
I stepped right on it to better 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
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
To get ahead you have to fuck 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 ass
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