Songtexte: Whole Wheat Bread. Minority Rules. Broke.

They're pulling up, their lights are flashing
There's no time for question asking
Hide the weed under the napkin
Try hard not to laugh
Cause I fucked up big time on this one
I'm getting busted for possession
Shit, I got a concealed weapon
Laying in my lap

If you were where I'm at
You would do the same god damn thing
It ain't because I'm black
It's just because I don't have a thing
I'm 19 years old and broke as fuck

I'm a pothead and an alcoholic
Label me a fucking convict
There's not a penny in my wallet
So gimme all your change
I'm in and out of jail and rehab
Can't seem to break the habits we have
But Mary Jane always makes me laugh
And that's the bitch to blame

If you were where I'm at
You would do the same god damn thing
It ain't because I'm black
Its just because I don't have a thing
I'm 19 years old and broke as fuck
broke as fuck

broke as fuck

I'm 19 years old and broke as fuck [x3]