Canned Goods - Homeboy Sandman

Back in QU momma worked for City Harvest

She knew that Congress didn’t care about who the Reagan era hit the hardest

She never bought me none of the fancy garments

It hurt her watching people eat from out the garbage

She wanted to do her part to help em progress

She knew that even more than any possessions or expensive fancy objects

They needed something to digest

We’d already been cleaning out our closet

Headed straight to the Salvation Army station for deposit

My mommy, had figured out that everyone passed the mailroom while they was

walking through the lobby

So that was probably, the best location

For some boxes set up to collect donations

She left a box that said «for help to feed the needy»

And everybody read it except for cats that failed at reading

And even though some punks had tagged it up with some graffiti

When I came to check it out the following evening it was filled with canned

goods

Life gets out of hand

Have nots and can’ts eat out cans

The canned goods

Other food spoils much quicker

The spoils go to the victors

Canned goods

Life gets out of hand

Have nots and can’t eat out of cans

The canned goods

Other food spoils much quicker

The spoils go to the victors

After the earthquake in Haiti

People gave a damn for like almost a month maybe

Not saying their emotion was fugazi

But pretty much we outta touch mainly

But, my homey Alice saw the whole thing as a challenge

She spent her dough and time on trying to equalize the balance

Her point was doing nothing was the same as doing malice

I personally thought her point was pretty valid

She built a bill and got a venue

And vowed to make a dent where other heads would just pretend to

A member of a hip hop fellowship she made up her mind to have a hip hop benefit

The price to get in was a measly couple beans

But if you brought some food or clothes then you could roll for free

That night I asked her how much she had made

Barely nothing

Almost everyone that came had gone and paid with canned goods

Hurricane Irene

Had everyone in NYC OD’ing

The week before there was an earthquake

Now cats preparing for the worst case

And everybody’s talking about HAARP

Hypothesizing how apocalypse about to start

And how Illuminati’s reaching their goal

As far as global population control

By the time this song runs out

Will Occupy Wall Street’s time run out?

I look around

It has been whack for the black and brown

But now it’s even cats out in Five Towns won’t pipe down

The world is turning upside down

So much for getting it popping in the hood

Now even spots where cats be trading stock they stocking up on canned goods