 You play and where you stay looks like one great big alleyway. You'll admire all the number book takers, thugs, pimps, and butchers, and the big money makers. Jobbing big cars, spending 20s and 10s, and you want to grow up to be just like them. Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers, pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers. You say, I'm cool. I'm no fool. But then you wind up dropping out of high school. Now you're unemployed, all non-void, walking around like your pretty boy Floyd turned stick-up kid.