ain't got a job ain't got a home ain't got a place
i can call my home got no time got no rhyme and i don't
care if you think it fits i'm a have not got no clue
got no view i don't care if i'm out of tune i got vision
i got sight and i don't care if you think i'm right
i'm a have not i'm a bore.
... what you sleeping for i'm a waste.
... you're a waste of space i'm a loss.
... you're a loss of time i'm a space.
... you're a hopeless case in no scene got no means
to get me out of the inbetween i'm not punk and i can't
skank and i don't care for your social rank stuck in
the populace inside megapolis checking credit testing
piss all to be a part of this i am human right i refuse
to fight for your rules for your schools i refuse to be your fuel