A song about being Broke Ass in California what'd ya think?

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It had to be done - Sorry Arnold

In a park around midnight, bathrooms open there
Foul stench from the next stall, rising up through the air
Some dude on his cell phone, I saw the eerie blue light
Hes headin out I should go with him, He found a place for the night

It was a box in a doorway, next to taco bell
I was drinking all by myself, it could be worse but it sure wasnt swell
Somebody lit up a doobie, and they passed it my way
There were voices talkin in my head, I thought I heard them say

Welcome to broke-ass California
I used to have a place, it was a lovely place
Plenty of gloom in broke-ass California
In another year, well all be dyin here

My old house now is listed, and I lost all my friends
I had to sell off all my nifty toys, as a means to an end
My only pants I am wearing, and Im starting to sweat
Ill wear them til this December, but were not quite there yet

So I called to the darkness, please bring me some wine
I heard a voice echo in response it'll cost a buck 69
And still those voices are talking inside my head
They talk to me all through the night, I think they all just said:

Welcome to broke-ass California
Now its such a waste, a pathetic place
Living low dough in broke-ass California
But Im not surprised, 'Cause they tell us lies

Now I dont have a ceiling, no champagne and no ice, and they said
Theyre releasing their prisoners here, and Im getting head lice
And in the tax mans chambers, they plan out their next fleece
On how to stab us with their steely knives, to get our pocket change at least

Last thing I remember, I was laying on the floor
My tax return had just been done and it said they wanted more
Relax said my tax man, they are programmed to receive
they can just take your first born child, and then you're free to leave