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