I saw a hip-hop artist by the name of P.O.S. (a shitty acronym – no pun intended – for “Promise Of Skills”). It was an amazing show all around – he’s a talented lyricist and performer. I thought I’d share the first lines of the chorus to my favorite song of his, “Music for Shoplifting”:
This if for those who can’t pay the rent
Run of out toilet paper,
find the sunday paper –
wipe your ass with the president.