I'll write my own ending before the credits descend on my life

money is power
so with great money comes great responsibility
or is it great irrationality
and ability to turn a blind eye to catastorphe
i write about it but its a problem honestly
doing it behind open doors turn problems they caused into wars and tragedy
this has to be heresy
its oddity cause to be relentlessly changing my odyssey
they spit in our face and calling it charity
now they say time is money
but for some of us the budget is running
so dont spend it too recklessly
dont flaunt it either could lose it all in a heart beat
its more than time or power
pennies amd dime get traded for anyones lives on the hour
working class forced to build their masions and towers
now we reap what they sow
you know i might be white like a bag of blow
but I'll crack 'em cold pack a sack of flows
i dont write for ears i aim for the heart and soul
and I'll speak what they dont
teach what they know
my words build a passage to heaven dont need a halo
see this life aint a prequel or a sequel its a one time show
so buy a ticket or pack your bags and get ready to go