Ghetto Livin'

I am looking out my window at the view of the dumpster where I am so often awoken early in the morning by binners and divers. On my way home from work this evening, I walked by a hooker drugged up swaying to-and-fro and another one walking in spike high heels that sounded like horse shoes down the middle of the street. They were next to children playing in the park. Ghetto livin' my friends.