Two Bits Short of a Quarter

Ain't got no money problems... Ain't got no bills to pay Ain't got no budgets to follow... Bill collectors can go on their way... Mail is used to start the fireplace... Which I do not own... And I sold my wallet for two bits To someone on the phone Which is odd, I guess, Cause service long cut off And my wallet made of loose-leaf So it's very, very soft Did I take my psych meds? Did I take my pill? Cause they say, if not... I'll become really mentally ill.