Matty Boy was never bouncing balls at recess
Calling in sick cause mommy only works at night
How did those big stacks of green backs end up into Matty's drawer
He was her world
Garbage man was never late because his soldier son
Has had him up and early waking with the cold sweats
On and off, alarm clock,
His army socks, folded in the bottom drawer
It's all that he lived for
To live in a splendor is a poverty
I only say cause I'm making it a point to be modest
Honestly, I need to give just to save me from poverty
Hairy icicles hanging from my nostrils
Homeless bus fare breathing, just breathing on some car window
We deadlocked eyes
I felt a shiver in his chest, burning up in his best vest
To get a fix, I really needed one
Your bad presumptions only worsen the more that you see me
I have a Lincoln in my pocket, for God knows what
I'm working on it
Ouuu I have a breath
Ouuu I have a breath for you
Ouuu I have a breath for you
Ouuu I have a breath for you