Chorus: This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh Coz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh You got to have the conned, in this land of milk and honey Verse Two: I walked through the front door to fill out my ap Here comes another sap asking if I rap I don't say a word coz he know that I do I'm down with the MAAD ass U know Hoo! I take a number and a seat I'm sweating from the heat Somebody got their shoes off I smell their feet My number is 80, it's still on 20 I look up at the clock and now IS 10:30 Free butter and cheese oh please, oh please Can I get my food stamps so I can leave I got money and a car but they don't even know it Now they asking me a gang of questions coz I told them I was homeless I'm living in a car out back in the alley But I use to shack up with a hooker named Sally Line after line What is the time My life is in a bomb so I'm standing in the county line Chorus Verse Three: I'm sittin' at a desk talking to a social worker She thinks I'm a fool but I know that I can work her -Punk ass ho' sittin' behind the window all toe up ass tramp Rollin' that week sheets of mine "You have a penetentry record" -I said I know that BIATCH! She wants to know what kind a work do I do I said I haven't worked since 1992 I can't find a job though I looked and I looked Took one hit of the crack and mistook She sittin there wonderin' when i get to the point like I'm smokin me a joint Job search work the projects whackness And in a few weeks I'd get my check Now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window So I can get some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow It's 5:13 by the clock on the wall Bum for some change so I can make a phone call Shit is getting late and the time is 29 That why so many niggas standing in the county line Chorus 2X to fade