Poor Man

I used to believe that I had grit
Thought I spat gold in the chew I'd spit
Backing up my truck I'd take what's mine
Got an asshole haircut, thought I looked fine

After all the things I said
You'd think I'd fall with my big fat head
In shock I learned the truth was spread
And it took me down a peg

I had the money, I owned the plots
As for my friends, I had lots
But a real friend there was not to be found
Now I know what it means to have no one around

Well I gotta free sample from your smile
And you shaved my heart with a jagged file
But the banks I broke came back for the debts
And they roped me up in their fool-proof net

After all the things you said
You'd think I'd burn with my blood so red?
Now you know the lie was made of lead
And it shot me down a peg

I held you baby, but you let go
Where you were going, I'd never know
Left behind and falling with no where to land
Now I know what it means
Now I know what it means to be a poor man