I want to get paid

Get laid

And lie in all the money I made

Tomorrow

I want to make so much money

So I can make all the rules

Because you know the golden rule

Get on your knees

And bow before me please

I want to surround myself

With so much wealth

I could even buy your health

Easily but a stealth bomber

Eradicate any country

And make more money

I want to own you

Screw you

Whenever I felt like it

I want you to lick

Me

Discreetly

As you enjoy

My essence

No need to mention the kind of power I have

Too many staff

I’m thinking of cutting them in half

Oil prices gone through the roof

But what’s the use?

I’ll make more money

Selling guns to European countries

Yippee! More money

I want to poison these people

Control the media

Cause mass hysteria

Hell I want to impregnate them

With visual problems

So every time they close their eyes

They see ME

And realise

Their existence is a lie

A figment of MY imagination

And I could easily change their situation

If they had money

Matter of fact I’ll change the currency

To dog shit

Like in that movie with the black dude who dies

And then I won’t allow anyone to have dogs

I’ll get ‘em frogs instead

Reiterating their uprising is dead

 

Yet today

Of all days

I’m lying all socked

Bleeding

No one is grieving

Assassination attempt

Successful!

 

Damn!

 

Tomorrow may never come…

 

My point: seize the moment now…