How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot in the Carribbean by providence impoverish in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?

The ten dollar, found father without a father got alot farther by working alot harder by being alot smarter be being a self starter by 14, they placed him in charge of a trading charter.

Then a hurricane came and, devastation reigned our man, saw his future drip, drippin’ down the drain. Put a pencil to his temple connected it to his brain, and he wrote his last 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 main land! Get your education don’t forget from whence you came, and the worlds 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

Just you wait

Just you wait

When he was 10 his father split, full of it, debt-ridden 2 years later see Alex and his mother bed-ridden half dead, living in their own sick the scent thick

Alex got better but his mother went quick.

Moved in with a cousin the cousin commited suicide

Left him with nothing but ruined pride, something new inside

A voice saying “Alex, You gotta fend for yourself!”

He started retreating and reading every treatise on the shelf!

There would’ve been nothing left to do for someone less astute he would’ve been dead or destitute without a cent of restitution

Started working, clerking for his late mother’s land lord

Trading sugar cane and rum and all the things he can’t afford

Scamming for every single book he can get his hands on

Planning for the future seeing now as he stands on the bow of a ship, heading for a new land!

In New York you can be a new man!