The proportionality of hardwork to success is null
People get jobs now with just a phone call
The heart is filled with scars
Is ripped apart and my ventricles are dispersed
Real love is scare.
Any envagelism I discard
I wish beyond my contentment.
I look forth to the spotlight coming
After the interview, cant wait for the appointment
In my ears , all I can hear is the success humming .
The eagerness , regardless still wont settle for less.
The new job came through, sony brand like I guessed.
My worth wont halt just because I want to please the boss.
Mr CEO haven't you ripped enough.
The taxes , food meant for the masses , making them Hungry to their asses.
People now complain, you are still angry because they come plain
About their problem, you became solemn .
You couldn't sorosoke now we are following your wicked acts like karaoke.