There's no food for lodging, I'm a goody, poverty just in your way
A hungry man is a hungry man, true lack of food make no food stray
Many people work from nine to five to make two hens meat
Most people build a stall or sell bagged juice on the street
Life rugged and steep, oh look and you will see it
Iron, iron, sugar and cat and a juggle inna the market
Rain a fall out a door still my house stop a leak
Most people a brag and boast through them live under concrete
Man lose and burn and get insane