

Prompt / Lyrics
I’m sitting here in a motel Unhoused and worrying About food, shelter, a job And earning money. While you call over again And give up Your apartment, And say you’ll leave behind All the stuff I have acquired Over time. I’ve lost everything in my life Again and again. I’m sick of replacing Every belonging, I don’t have the money For this, to continue to replace. I am in a constant cycle Of having to spend Because being poor Is expensive, Even when you win. I want to have a meal At a table. But that costs a table And chairs. I want to cook a meal Somewhere I can prepare. I want to pay my groceries And not have my card rejected. I want to have a home Instead of temporary shelter. I’ve lost everything in my life Again and again. I’m sick of replacing Every belonging, I don’t have the money For this, to continue to replace. I am in a constant cycle Of having to spend Because being poor Is expensive, Even when you win. I don’t know what has happened To Christianity lately The people in poverty Deserve your compassion. The Devil is a Christian God And you are following his teachings. Jesus wouldn’t have turned away This Jewish bisexual disabled Single mother witch. Have some compassion, bitch. I’m sitting here in a motel Unhoused and worrying About food, shelter, a job And earning money. While you call over again And give up Your apartment, And say you’ll leave behind All the stuff I have acquired Over time. I’ve lost everything in my life Again and again. I’m sick of replacing Every belonging, I don’t have the money For this, to continue to replace. I am in a constant cycle Of having to spend Because being poor Is expensive, Even when you win.
Tags
Rage rap, spoken, anger, with hard loud, Deep Bass, female
2:22
No
8/15/2025