Money ain't a thing if I got it,
If I made a million, I wont just let it sit,
Mind flows free like a levy breach,
Insight from the inside set me off to preach,
I will and I absolutely have to speak my mind
No pad, no drum, no break to this grind
Chasing the wrong things brings nothing but stress
Love what you have and you'll worry less
Circumstances turn good people into a mess
All born innocent, life handles the rest
Mistakes are imminent at all times
I pour my mind all over these rhymes
No need for a matchstick or a lighter
Baptized by fire so only natural I turned out a fighter.