Why do everything seem to be about overpopulation
It's hard enough for idiots to see their own damnation

The sale of your soul was made overnight
You except a few hundred $ to hurt your own in a fight

As soon as something new comes out you run to shop
"Put my order in Johnny!" So excited your bout to pop

Money, greed and material things
Expensive jewelry and fighting rings

Trade of love through illuminati
Couldn't teach your child to learn to potty

Finer things in life says who
This flag ain't red nor white or blue

It's black n wack what year did you trip
Stand up wipe that dirt from your lip

I see where too many crowd in the sand
In gooftroop world and lala land

Both men and women but who's supposed to lead
The beatyomeat section ain't a place you go read

Come alive soldiers if it's your world then get it right
Stop blaming woman everytime you see that butt is tight

Destroying God's gift to go play with the roach
Then mad at the world when you end up in coach

Uplifting each other just to tear your woman down
So a group of men can hang, a night out on the town?

Real men get yo woman n woman stay on his head
Stop calling others to fight what you should do in bed

FA SOME $ ? PLEASE!
PASSION IS ON THE KNEES

Priceless..
Everybody can't shop
Too many returns



© Erica Marie Augustus