Mr. Wendel Arrested Development

Here, have a dollar
In fact, no brother-man here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me
But it means a big deal to you

"Be strong, serve God only
Know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits"
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr. Wendal, that's his name
No one ever knew his name cause he's a no one
Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum
Until I had the chance to really get to know one

Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks spend all that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused

Go ahead, Mr. Wendal
Go ahead, Mr. Wendal

Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
For Mr. Wendal's a bum