Zeros and Commas

Zeros and commas, we need more dollas

BMW’s and Rolleis we need a blacked-out Mercedes


We gotta keep stacking that paper

before we get snatched by the grim reaper


Louis Vuitton and Gucci,

I ignore my mom; her words can’t get through to me


I want more likes and followers

I want more zeros and commas

I want more people to be fond of us


I want more power

more wealth

more dealt to me in this game of life


Disregard the black wings of death

Keep smoking that kush until I’m out of breath

Live a life of VICE

she loves to entice

me with dreams of fast cars, fast girls, and traveling all over the world


What is the point of life?

To me, it is to kiss my wife

to cut through false reality with a knife

to call my mom and hear her voice

to have the choice to live the way I want to

Not to be stuck to my black mirror like superglue


I want freedom, time, and love

To soar on the wings

of inspiration to heaven.


To count my blessings everyday,

to chill out to Marvin Gaye


To stay rooted

To stay true

to me

To not give a fuck about what others say or do,

To keep treading the earth lightly

without leaving a

shoe

print


To not fill my pockets with lint,

but to keep soaring high like a blimp.


Cindy, I love you now and forever

Never let me forget the simple joys of life

You are my life, my wife.

I love you, goodnight.

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