I'm in the money
by any means necessary;
Capital gain is the aim,
focus of success in life's game;
Achieving earthly goals while
the dough rise like yeast;
surviving the beast that controls
those that love the green;
Me, I only require the amounts I need
to guarantee mother's earthly harmony;
opening businesses that attract more
revenue for me and all my crews working
and paying just dues;
coins gather together to form currency
and dollar amounts the naked eye can not
count;
money machines to separate my euros from my yen;
setting up shop in Japan so they call me itcheban(#1)
Europeans crowned me king, but kindly told those blokes
thats not my thing;
there is only One True King;
and His name isn't james;
with the lucre of a young prince from diamonds sold
for rand in the home of the motherland;
She's my unbreakable safe, storing my pounds, for
once the revolution begins and my klans have to report
underground to escape the governments hounds;
wads stacked like pringles;
untraceable francs and singles;
banking in France and shipping my lira to Italy;
paying off the mob to keep my stash from getting pillaged;
paying wages and salaries to all my gainful employees;
401k's and insurance that gives you returns if nothing
goes astray;
spending pesetas in Spain, speaking Spanish to my
personal chauffeur;
bills, notes, and legal tender never bouncing checks,
talking bout return to sender;
labeled the big spender cause my money markets are the
#1 contenders;
champs with an official stamp;
with trust funds in India, giving rupee for foundations
set up by Gandhi;
monetary aims all acquired through words picked
from my brain;
described with my pen to earn huge profits and
dividends....
