Holes In the Pocket
Money not well-spent,
gave you purse pocket emptiness
Another impulsive shopping spree
sent the credit cards into plastic shock therapy
Designer sales-of-the-year
got your head exorcist turned
Dollar days on a Sunday
made your item lust do a pocket burn
And the devil’s gon get his due,
after he soak you dry thru and thru
Shake the rainy day piggy bank upside down,
see the silver money melt in your hands
Serious squandering on frivolous fooling around,
getting a groove on with a one arm man
Beauty parlor and the betting beast
has the debt candle burning at both ends
Running retail scams
from the westside to the east
is gonna put you in a lock-up jam,
with no spare change bail relief
Leaving you with holes in your pocket,
pants and purse
Call for help from a financial doctor
and a holistic investment nurse
You got hardcase hubby’s blood on the boil,
and that caliente side affair put on hold
Those cobra casino coin eyes are in a losing coil,
making them poker-face lies have to fold
More holes in the pocket,
makes for angry rationed meals late night misery
More fake red-eye sockets
are getting less loans from heavy blues croc teary
Holes in the pocket ...
must be a hole in the head
Holes in the pocket ...
some say you’re brain dead
Nothing is such a fickle friend indeed,
who told you to go tread pocket lightly ...
that the dark shadow
in the mirror is your own worst enemy
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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