The Business Industry

Who's vaping with my daughter If we can't be as aloof as martyrs, why bother Finding the bottom is a simple task Yet it's so difficult for you Pedestrians need not apply, little guy Now ya say there's dogshit on my sneakers Guess I better run tell the deacon and the preacher Toppin me, toppin me, toppin me, yeah She's always toppin and sloppin and droppin and boppin me Need a frontal lobotomy from sodomy, fix the economy (Honey...I think I smell toast) NOW I see that slavery's wrong You CAN live in a place too long Sayin' it's alright, alright Can't be somethin' you're not Oh, you must've forgot Piss on my grave You can spell out my name E N T R E P R E N E U R Blessed by the game Guess I'm cursed with this brain Meaning the head I receive from strangers Who's wasting What will baby do Gonna pop off real soon As we race towards zero-sum I am plucked, I am nude Push a needle thru my eye and suddenly It's understood, it's all good Could've been burned down in the wood Call it dumb luck From a horse's ass's lips to a barn dog's ears Virgil led me here Property, Property Brothers on top of me Feelin' like it's gotta be bodily harm as a policy Dig a fella's prosody, laugh at the comedy, coddle me Shouldn't have to suck on the cock of human kindness for camaraderie A dip in the river, a sip from my zipper, we're talkin' Bread & Roses Suppose it's a notice to folks who oppose us Now I'm smokin' on Holy Moses and watchin' Mr. Holland's Opus The ecstacy of witnessing the market's apotheosis Shit is bogus Now I sing this bravery song You can fuck, but you won't last long But hey, it's alright, alright Brace for a twist in the plot Boy, this take is too hot Christ on the cross Here's a psalm for ya, boss Genuflect Accept and Praise The Way That Things Are Best stay ingrained Got an outlook to feign Meaning the dance that I do for strangers