Speaking to myself just to make the dough
Nearly going insane just to smoke the dough
Time is money and I burn it to waste
Time is endless and so am I
Got them whiplashed looking back
I cannot, will not fall
I cannot, will not stall
The warnings here
And I do hear
The gnashing of teeth
Whimpering of them who weep
Down on the floor they wreak
Reaking havoc upon them for money
Currency currently cursing them holding it the blinded man don't know this ****
what is manipulation when a gun is pointed at you huh?
The hollow tip wants a bite of your hip.
Lost in this life that I do fall in trip in
Sin has taken me like her and him