Could have been a major problem

But i did not-I didn't look back

And all you dirty druggies

Chicken shit-sad sacks

Rewriting history

Tampering in my story

Standing in my shadow

But still so pale, so shallow

Think tank, winner takes all, loser takes blank

Think tank: burning off steam, I'll let you dream

Dream on

Mother nature's kind regards

Balancing the house of cards

Assuming and consuming

Of the peg commodities

The politics of common sense

Violence as self defense

Smiles and metaphors

The languages of lesser whores

I might no know much-but I know all this

Did you think-I would not notice

Love loves money-and delights in praise

Easy money as a virtue, watch it quickly fade

And it could have been a problem

But I did not-I don't look back