Dirt Broke

I’m dirt broke Living off scraps Living off what I can fend Living off the life that God gave me I live to write I will write for food How dare you look down at your nose at me? I am better than you I am dirt broke But I still give to charity I still aid the poor who are poorer than me You buy airplanes You go on holidays You commit human crimes One day I’ll be rich and successful For the better Nothing can stop me Except your money disorder