Homeless People

Lyrics

I'm kind of obsessed with homeless people I really am Cause, I don't know We have a long history together We do We have a long history together Like, when I first moved here When I first moved here from Atlanta Like, the only thing I knew how to do to make money was to babysit cause my parents, like they ran a daycare We had a lot of foster kids So the only thing I knew how to do Was take care of kids So I had this job I was supposed to pick up this kid and I was running late And I was leaving a message on the phone And I was just like, you know, talking And I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going And a homeless man, punched me in the face And I think he was like, schizophrenic or something, cause he was like "STOP FOLLOWING ME!" and I was just like, "AHH!" and I was just like Just ran away So anyway, I go and pick up the kid I pick him up Bring him home Make him dinner His mom comes home She's like, "Hey." She goes in the back room She comes back out and she goes, "Hey, are you okay?" and I'm like, "Yeah, I'm fine," I kinda forgot She's like, "Are you sure?" And I'm like, "Yeah, what's wrong?" And she plays me the voice message I left And I didn't keep it But I remember it very well And it went a little something, it went like this (imitates voice message tone) "Hey, uh, it's Donald. Uh, I just wanted to let you know that (sighs) I'm running a little late picking up Ben But I just wanted to let you know (gets punched) Why'd you do that? Why'd you do that? I gotta hide I'll hide in this tree Get away! Get away! Leave me alone! (cries) I wanna die I wanna fucking die," That's pretty much how it sounded So, thanks So, I've a lot of run ins with you know like, homeless people and stuff like that And you know I live in downtown LA and downtown LA is kinda like The 80's decided to stay there They're like, "Oh yeah, you guys go ahead and be the 90's Go enjoy Ace of Bass We'll be here, practicing the moonwalk and selling crack," Like that's everything in downtown LA And I, you know I'm hanging out in downtown LA and I would always have, you know I would like, parties or something or watch movies and stuff like that and I'll have girls over and I'd always have to walk them back to their car I'd have to walk, and they like they ask me like, "Can you walk me back," I'm like sure, and around the 7th time I was like like, "Wow, every girl who comes over asks me to walk them back to their car," Like no matter what time And I realize it's like, "Oh, they're afraid they're gonna get attacked or raped or something," and I was like Oh my God, like that's ridiculous as a grown man, I never think of that Like that's never in my head, like rape isn't right around the corner for me Like it is for women Which is so messed up Like if someone Like I'm an adult male I'm a grown man Like if someone was gonna rape me Like if someone was attack me and rape me Like they'd have to be like, like, real tricky about it you know, like real tricky Like I'd be like goin in the movie theater I got my popcorn You know bout to go see Like a movie with a bunch of explosions in it Just like, "Hey, what's goin on? Sorry, man Oh, sorry, man, sorry, just trynna get through It's "The Expendables" sorry excuse me Trynna, sorry Ok, alright AHH!" And then I see like then a see like a man dressed like a chair running away and stuff just like "GOD DAMMIT!" "What, man?" "Nothing! Got raped again, man Can you believe this? No, I don't wanna watch "Expendables," anymore."