Time is money
And it's midnight
In the military (x3)
Zero zero colon
Zero zero
I got x3

I've got nothing left to give
No tricks up my sleeve
Not sure where the rent is come from
Man I can't believe
That I even made it thru the month
Let alone the week
But it's true I did it
So I guess I'm on a winning streak
Nothing in the mattress
Nothing in the bank
My checking and savings
Look about as empty
As my tank
I promise you
Ima do
Everything I think it takes
Already left a bunch of
Bad and bounced checks
In my wake

Nothing in my pocket
Just a bunch of lint
Scholar without dollars
I don't have a solitary cent
Man I made a nest egg just in case
Don't know where it went
Guess it flew the coup
My money and my energy is spent
(Denizen)
Nothing I can pawn
Nothing left to sell
Looks like I'm a pawn of the system
Far as I can tell
I have been
Buying up remorse at retail/retell stories
Bout how extraordinarily fast I fell

Nothing else that I think
I can really do
Maybe I can go and sell
About a pint of blood or 2
Anything illegal done for money
Might've done a few
Supper as a luxury
You shouldn't suffer through
(Pitiful)
No change in my couch
Nor in my demeanor
I've been playing nice
But it seems I'm only getting meaner
That's because my stash has gotten tapped
No cash in my socks
I know what it feels like
To be landed on by Plymouth Rock
(What time you say it was again)