[Verse 1] Yo My family's from Puerto Rico The tropical destination Where you can spend your Washingtons, the spot where you vacation A commonwealth with not a lot o'wealth, a not quite nation 70 billion dollar topic of conversation Hoping to God John Oliver's comical dissertation Resonates with the Congress that got us in this situation Along with suicidal tax incentive declarations "Yeah we'll pay your bonds. First, close the hospital, f** the patients." [Hook] This is an island, a hundred miles across A hurricane is coming and we're runnin' up a loss [Verse 2] We got here through a million misguided loopholes That giveth and taketh away business n' poop in our soup bowls They crapped in yours? They crapped in mine And somewhere down the line Strom Thurmond's ghost busted a cap in a chance at chapter nine The great debate over statehood has to wait That's Rose and Jack on the Titanic askin' "When's our next date?" The ship is sinking, we have to say and pay the sh** that matters Then we'll figure out our Facebook relationship status Will they or won't they? It's Friends' Rachel and Ross We have to help our island just a hundred miles across [Verse 3] To recap, 3.5 million American civilians are on the hook for billions Vulture funds are circling and lobbying for payout There's nothing left to tax or cut we're stuck we need a way out Allow them to restructure there's no structure for what happens If you let this crisis play out, when May is less than a day out It's non-partisan The hard part is in Convincing Congress Puerto Rico matters so their heart is in The fight for relief Not a bailout, just relief A belief that you can pa** legislation to ease our grief Paul Ryan, I'll come sing Hamilton at your house I'll dosido with Pelosi, I'll wear my Hamilton blouse Your citizens are suffering, stop the bleeding, stop the loss Help Puerto Rico, it's just a hundred miles across