What do I do? (Homelessness)
I got ideas on my mind,
but not a single dime
to stop this.
Everyday that I see
oh man, suddenly
i feel compelled to give.
They walk the streets.
No baths or money to eat.
What do I do?
A dolla one day.
it fades away.
Beggin' again.
There needs to be a change.
i got thoughts that range.
Why not help to reform
Help them transform.
Aid them to survive.
I got ideas on my mind,
but not a single dime
to stop this.
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