How does a bastard, orphan,
son of a whoreAnd a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot in the Caribbean by providence impoverished,
In
squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar founding father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being a lot smarter By being a
self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and
carted away
Across the waves, he struggled and kept his
guard up
Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of
The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain
Well, the word got around, they said, this kid is insane, man
Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland
Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came
And the world is gonna know your name
What’s your name, man?
Alexander Hamilton
Can also be an adorable douche bag
Damn you in worst shape than
the national debt is in
Damn you're such a Hamilton sometimes
