Wait no...SHIT XD but gtg

There would have been nothin' left to do for someone less astute He woulda been dead or destitute without a cent of restitution Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother’s landlord Tradin' sugar cane and rum and all the things he can’t afford Scammin'

Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, something new inside voice saying Alex, you gotta fend for yourself He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf

When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt-ridden Two years later, see Alex and his mother bed-ridden Half-dead sittin' in their own sick, the scent thick

My name is Alexander Hamilton!! And yes jolt your correct///sinister:sighs*