How does a bastard, orphan son of a whore and a scottsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot? The Caribbean by Providence in Poverished in Swallow, wrote up to be a hero and a scholar, the ten dollar, down and father, without a father, God a lot, father by working a lot harder by being a lot smarter, by being a self-starter, by 14th. They'd placed them in charge of a trading charter, and everyday well-slaves are being slaughtered and cartored 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 hermit came and devestation drained our man's eyes, featured dripping down the drain. But a pencil tube is temple connected into his brain, and he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain, while the word got around, they said, this kid is insane, man. Took a book collection just to send him to the main line, get your education, don't forget from what you came, and the world's gonna know your name. What's your name, man? Alexander Hamilton. My name is Alexander Hamilton, and there's a million things I haven't done. And just you wait, just you wait. When he was ten, his father split full of it, dead, ridden two years later, see Alexander's mother bed ridden half dead, sitting in their own sick, the centthic, and Alexander's got better, but his mother went quick. Routed with the cause and the cause and committed suicide, left him with nothing but ruin pride, something new inside of voicing. Alice, you got a bet for yourself, he started retreating and breathing all the dreams on the shelf. It would have been nothing left to do for someone less than two, he would have been dead. I'm destitute without a centth of restitution, started working, clerking for his late mother's land, Lord, Trader should get in Roman, all the things he can afford, a timid, forever repo, he can get his hands on, planning for the future, see him now, as he stands on the bow of his ship heading for a new land, a new York, you can be a new man, a new York, you can be a new man, a new York, you can be a new man, a new York, you can be a new man, a new York, just you wait, Alexander, all dead. We are waiting in the wings for you, we're never backed down, you never learn to take your time, oh Alexander Hamilton, America sings for you, will they know what you overcame, will they know you rewrote the game, the world, will never bid a sin, oh ship is in the harbor now, see if you can spot him, another remark, we're coming up in the bottom, is in the me's to short, is America forgot him, we fought with him, me, I died for him, me, I trusted him, me, I loved him and me, I'm the damn fool that shot him, shot him, shot him, there's a million things I haven't done, just you wait, what's your name and Alexander Hamilton?