Hustle
Hustle
I hustle
for my muscle
I hustle for the struggle
I am made of millions
that I juggle
I hustle for the poor
that live upon rats
right next to a damaged sewer
I hustle for what is right
so the poor children of the
future can be bright
I hustle only two things from
the affluent a book and pen
so they can read and write
I hustle to give
so they can live
for they are still
human
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