Let Me Tell You Something

She said she woke up smarter

Than the scientists and the martyrs

I know what you are thinking

But her cup just ain't worth drinking

I've tread all through these mountains

Drank gallons from life's fountains

So son let me tell you something

Pockets aren't just made for stuffing

You may be strong and violent

You may be weak and silent

But I need to tell you quickly

Before you learn to miss me

That you may be as poor as me

Or born a slave not yet free

But son let me tell you something

Nobody dies for nothing

I've seen reflections burning

In the sea that tide was turning

I've stared into eyes of fire

Devoid of all desire

Though they may cloud your thinking

And poison what you're drinking

Just remember what I told you

About who and what controls you

I see things you will not see

And you will be things I could not be

But son that ain't no excuse to

Not do things you just ain't used to

My plates are never dirty

That's the best part of being hungry

Oh gee, ain't life lovely

I like that money rhymes with funny