It's four in the morningnHad a rough nightnGot back from Irving PlazanThought I'd stop in for a bitenPut up with all the druggiesnOnly place open latenA little short on moneynAnd the burgers are 28 centsnnIt's my turn at the windownGot number 48nFour burgers, large orange,nFries an onion ringsnI ain't getting smart with younYou're lucky you're in that cagenIf you were standing next to menI'd punch you in the facennI don't know why you get so madnI paid you all in changenYou have to count the little coinsnWhat a fuckin painnYou're just a pain in my assholenSafe begind your little screennGot a cop in with you toonnYou think that you are real toughnYou hind behind your cagenI'd take all my moneynAnd throw it in your facenReal tough getting tough with menWhen I can't get at younI'm not here for your attitudenI just came for the foodnnI don't want no White HasslesnI just came for White Castles