More money, more problems turned out to be true;
I thought having it all would let life have a better point of view;
I’ve blown more snow than Everest’s peaks have ever seen;
I’ve got all I want or need, nothing to stop me;

I’ve found without boundries in between;
I’m slowly deteriorating;
I wish I could go back in time;
To when I prayed for better days every night;

When even one dime was hard to find;
Cause now my bank account has no limits at all;
And it makes temptations harder to fight, so it’s a never ending free fall;

People around you are fake;
Friends you knew for years have changed;
People go out of their way;
To treat you like a god in hopes you throw cash their way;

They start simple convo but “Can you help” is the next thing they say;
Now I avoid those I held close to my heart;
Cause instead of cash changing me it changed them pretty fast;

I got to analyse every word I hear;
And I wanna be distant towards those I’m supposed keep near;
I worked all my life just to get here;
Now I’m looking back at poverty with tears;

Who knew I’d miss the days I used too hate;
Who knew fortune and fame would be so hard to take;
It’s a burden I want to give away;
I want to go back to when people treated me like a normal man;

I know this seems hard to understand;
How could I want to not have anything I want, when I want at anytime;
Just one swipe and the world is mine;
But when you go to resturants and everyone treats you like a King;

And you know they only doing it to get something;
I hate the fake, I always have;
And now I have to face it all the time, it makes me mad;
I thought this is what I want, the world as my slave;

Now that I have it I miss my darker days;
Money people said would change me, that’ s not the case;
It changed the world around me and shit is strange;
To think God died and the world is now at His beg and call;

I tried to wear His crown, but it’s become too heavy and it’s starting to fall;
”What does it profit a man to gain the world but to loose his soul” I never understood that phrase;
But now it’s as clear as day;

I’ve even tried to give as much cash as I can away;
But my bank account never seems to fade;
I’ve bought all I want;
I don’t even want anything anymore;

I aint trying to brag;
This is wisdom from an experienced man;
Listen to the words I say;
Don’t chase money or fame;

I’ve chased it all my life while neglecting things I wish I still had today;
I wish I could go back to when money was far away;
I’ve become too succesful now so it’s too late;

If I could redo things I’d have treated her right instead of pushing her away;
I’d have never pursued money or fame;
Perhaps I’d have true love now and even a family;
Instead I’m surround by cash but I’m ever so lonely

Come, come recession, bring your scythe and cut;

it is time now for an honourable dying.

Greed you have had your time and it was good,

mining the hard rock of human imagination with

your blunt and clumsy blades, your work is done.

Yes, your work is done.

 

The rock is breaking, here and

there, now is time to nurture,

quietly with small hands,

the wet soil that gathers there.

 

Why still cling to greed’s potbellied poison breast,

or let your ears avariciously seek his fatal flattery?

Why grovel and bow to his shiny plastic wares?

Oh, how we want to believe his cunning tales,

gladly embrace shackles of pettiness and conceit,

gloating that all this, yes, this is us: look!

 

Is there something cracking?

What is that sound I hear?

Deep roots growing silently,

inside me and outside there.

 

But wait, pause your gluttony for just a while.

Look closely, closer now what do you see?

What, pray tell, to make our heads swell so?

Tall buildings (mine’s bigger than yours),

fast flying machines, little bombs with bigger bangs,

ever bigger plans for smaller things.

 

The rock is crumbling, breaking

up, and now its time to see,

open your eyes my brother, sister

come play in the dirt with me.

 

We’re all little bloated queens and kings,

held on high by a swelling economy;

those who serve with sweat and longing

are used to justify our patriotic cry:

“keep the wheels turning, holy brethren,

or we’ll all sink into poverty!”

 

Are you all mined out,

your empty shafts smoothly worn

by flashing neon signs,

reality TV or late night porn?

 

So, majesty with crown of glossy magazine,

step outside your air-conditioned SUV,

beyond the royal façade and plasma screen,

just outside your cold, lonely, lonely cell

is a world, its here and always has been,

its warm here and best of all its free!

 

Cracks open, let in some light,

mad voices in the dark

now seem alright.

Have you seen it yet?

Don’t you think it’s a little too late;

To come to me now and admit leaving was a big mistake;

When you left as I begged you to stay with tears streaming down my face;

You laughed and watched my heart break;

 

For months I gave chase;

Trying to get you back with whatever it would take;

You ignored all the calls I used to make;

And the messages I sent you,you ignored as I waited for the replies that never ever came;

 

You made fun of me with your friends while laughing in my face;

You walked with him hand in hand and made sure I saw you in every public place;

You passed by with a smile as you watched tears fall two by two;

Saying I should man up, knowing how hard that was to do;

 

Eventually I was made to give up the chase;

And endless nights of pain I was forced to face;

Never thinking I’d ever be able to stand alone again;

It took some time but I patched my heart;

 

Tried to let go of you and think of you as a lesson learnt from my past;

Years rolled by and I missed you more and more as I wore a smiling mask;

I was mad at God cause he took away my reason for breathing;

If only I knew in time my feelings would change like the seasons;

 

I never thought I’d ever hear from you again;

I thought I was just another game you played;

Yet here you are today;

Girl don’t you think you’re a little too late?

 

It’s been years since you walk away;

Never giving me reasons, forcing me to endure regrets that never seemed to fade;

And memories haunting me like a shadow that never goes away;

Do you understand what you forced me to go through?

 

I couldn’t sleep in my bed, cause it’s where I made love to you;

I lay on the cold floor in front of the tv;

It’s the only way I could fall asleep;

As pictures played in my mind on constant repeat;

 

Of him sexing you up like I used too;

Do you know about that pain the pain I never put you through?

Do you know I couldn’t sit in peace alone in my room;

I had to circle the block every day a time or two;

 

So I could cry and try and forget about you;

I’m sorry that leaving wasn’t as easy for me to do;

Do you know how it feels to love someone who doesn’t love you;

And that you’ll never get them back no matter what you do;

 

Do you know how it feels to pray and God ignores you with tears in His eyes;

Knowing that you leaving was a blessing in disguise?;

He never told me it took me years to realize;

And how I regret all that wasted time;

 

Chasing a girl who will never be mine;

Do you know how it feels when God is the only one catching tears;

Tears He never even made you cry, do you know how it feels?

When the one you gave your heart too doesn’t want you near;

 

And ignores all your calls;

Moves on with someone else while they still have your all;

Do you know how it feels when your mother cries with you and doesn’t understand the reasons why;

Or too see a shadow of her only child;

And she can’t do anything to make her child smile;

 

I don’t think you understand how much you put me through;

I don’t have the time to go back in my mind and explain these things to you;

I think you woke up a little too late;

Goodbye is all I am prepared to say;

 

Don’t look at these tears falling from my eyes;

It’s just reminders of the hurt I’m trying to hide;

I don’t miss you so please leave and don’t look behind;

I love you but I can’t take you back no matter how hard I try;

 

Sorry came a little too late;

I hope you’ve learnt from your little mistake;

And you hold on tightly to true love if ever it comes back your way;

Girl, goodbye I’m sorry,you’re just a little too late

Thousand rand shopping sprees;
Expesive colognes and bitches next me;
Get home and I drink expensive liquor while listening to imported cd’s;
As I lay alone I think what does all of this shit mean;

How long can I go on living this way;
Outside I’m ballin’ everyday like it ain’t no thang;
Yet inside I’m dying and nobody seems to see;
Behind this smile is a dying man on the brink;

Substance abuse just to have a little peace;
But the more I drink and slide behind white lines I only strengthen these demons within;
Will peace only return when I die;
And return to my birth place in the sky;

I can only assume that God’s looking down at me askin why;
I wish I knew the reasons so I could undo this death sentence called my life;

Nobody understands my tears or why I cry out loud;
I should be smiling, I own a bottemless bank account;
But have you ever had all you want but nothing you need?

Have you ever been surround by a sea of people and feel so lonely?
Well money cant buy love and fame cant rewind the hands of time;
And popularity can’t subside the pain that dwells deep inside;

My knees are skinless from all the prayers I’ve sent up to the sky;
It’s been years and I’m still waiting on that reply;
Whats my purpose why was I sent to this life;
Can somebody help me understand the reasons why;

I sin all the time yet im still alive;
I should be dead and someone else should be using up my time;
I chased an empty pipe dream only now I’ve come to realise;
That all my life I’ve been throwing away blessings while chasing a lie

It’s been a while since you and I;

I do admit it was nice spending a little time;

With you, I missed those beautiful ebony eyes;

And that sensual smile that always drove me wild;

 

How could I forget that naughty little laugh;

I wish you were part of my future and not just a thing of the past;

I know I could have worked a little harder to make us last;

In my opinion we ended just a little too fast;

 

I know you have another man who occupies your tender heart;

I’m glad you’re happy even if I’m no longer the leading man and I’m now just another member of the cast;

I never wished you any harm;

Even though you made living without you quite hard;

 

Unlike you I haven’t found love or made a brand new start at all;

I just couldn’t recover from our fall;

When we started dating I told you this is the last time;

I kept my word I’ve been without love since you last were mine;

 

I’m glad we’re better friends than we ever were lovers it’s true;

And at times I can’t help but miss me and you;

I miss mostly the times we shared and the things we used to do;

And how I made you laugh constantly without even trying too;

 

I can’t say if you gave me a chance today;

That I’d take you back, too much has changed;

We both have matured, things just ain’t the same;

Smoke is all that’s left of that lover’s flame;

 

I do sometimes replay in my mind;

If I did things differently would you still be mine;

But then I know everything happens for a reason, it’s simply called life;

I do though admit, it would have been kind of cool if you were going to be my wife;

 

Or even the mother of my first child;

I trust God so I ain’t mad;

Things happen, things us mortals won’t understand;

God is the one with the master plan;

 

I think I found out why He sent you my way;

Ever since you, I’ve become a better man than the man I was in my younger days;

So in that sense I’m even glad about the tears and the heartache;

For if it wasn’t for you, I’d still be that fool and not the man I am today;

 

So thank you for the little time we had;

And for all the stupid things I did, my bad;

For the friendship we have today I’m glad;

You were the best girl I ever had.

I unconsciously give it away
Listen to the depths of my voice as they draw a thought
Squeeze me
OH, my squire.

There can be miracles!
Paradise my soul
Meet me by the gravity of your fantasies
Attend to me with more than a glance.

Refill my glass
Scum me before the vines visit the channel to my thoughts
The truth will form a shape to my eye
It will create a window in my mouth;
To swallow your delight,
To spit out your rotten reasoning
From your past
Your slave of a truth
I shall induce your imperfections

Oh, my squire!
You speak of beauty so fluently.