Crimes Puzzle (Fletcher Shears)

Set my own traps
So I know what I’m tripping over
Can’t trick me, I’m a fool nothing to go over
Don’t take pity
We only take cash, sir
Need it real bad, sir
It’s like I cracked my back on the back burner
Too much trash, not enough time
When shit hits the fan
I stay quiet like a mime
You see my face painted half the time
Living

Can't commit zero crimes
When you’ve got zero time
Used to do things I didn’t like to make a myself a dime
Used to take a lot for me to act out a little of line
Now I’ve got no problem acting way out of line
Life’s one big school
Without any teachers
Most of us carving on the desk
Or having sex under the bleachers

I couldn’t have
Guessed that you would be here today