Working long hours to pay for a job on an empty road,
Can barely think straight or in one direction, for my thoughts are too abroad.
I told myself yesterday, you cannot touch what you cannot see,
You can't really **** if all the guns are not free ,
And if you don't have cash you cannot go on some crazy shopping spree.
Plus you can't really hate me if you don't fully know me.

That yesterday turned into two weeks ago,
A couple hours back to that I knew where those words were going to, I  knew where to put my words to go.

Now I'm finally here, whatever this place could be,
In empty nothingness taking a lot of space, now I'm feeling so golden free.
But I'm a person trying to fit in puzzle places when I'm a solid block,
Turn around to that, I'm a Golden Key for this empty lock.

Now here I am,
In this open space, feeling like the golden man.
I want to dive into a empty pool when I still cannot swim,
Drown away all my pains and regrets and cut it down, not just a trim.

But that was just a golden rule I told myself,
For this is my worth building up and this all my wealth.