money problems wealth poverty bills anarchism communism materialism
Hello there,
I’d like to introduce myself,
In a metaphorical way; I want to elaborate on wealth,
My words will slip through your mind with so much stealth,
That you won’t notice chaotic thoughts driftin’ off of ya shelf,
If you could explain to me,
How someone can be so ignorant that it’s a pain to see,
When they hide behind a disguise of there own suit & tie,
Their bustin’ out lies from their right hand guy,
When I catch him hiding behind his Benjamin’s he’ll act surprised,
I show him that all he’s holding is paper, & he’s terrified,
Only bullshit is present in the government,
And only powerful people appear on the bills in the American mint,
With a grey-green tint,
Stuffed in your pocket’s casually with cigarettes and lint,
How does a small stack of paper equal a big stack of materialism,
How does a burning pile of bills support Anarchism,
Run away from the hypnotism - So far that you boost your metabolism,
All it is is a little thing called activism,
Fake gold dolla’s - What’s the symbolism?
I can hear you better if you holla out in optimism,
Use your unique individual power of individualism,
The colors of self-explanatory fights will shine through a humanitarian prism,
Okay, enough with elaborate words,
I just want my voice heard,
So stand up and man up,
Make sure you have a half full cup,
Not half empty -
You can’t be running dry if you wanna understand me correctly,
I can’t be having a direct conversation indirectly,
Don’t be afraid of discussion - There’s no such thing as thinking incorrectly,
Except I wish I could correct the thoughts of people who put out bad carbons,
I wonder how much tax we pay to let the government darken,
Like Biggie said - Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems,
I could talk about these topics all day til’ my braincell’s harden,
Except my brain’s always blooming thoughts - like your flower garden,
Drifting off to a place, Most likely somewhere far away,
Like outer space? I contemplate,
Going back to basic’s, there’s so much more then pay cheques,
So much more then debts,
S’all a mass threat,
So let’s all just forget,
Even for a bit,
And take another brave creative step