M0NAYY POEM

I can’t lie... I must confess...

Everyday I wish that I was filthy rich. 

It makes mad when I wake up

And there’s no maid bringing my cup. 

My detergent cost 2 dollars

And I guess it cleans...

But I want Tide to make it squeak! 

My shoes break and then that’s that...

But I want boots that warm and strap! 

I leaned to do my hair by hand

And lift heavy things with my manly pants 
Yes we do things the HARD way
I cant wait 'till money works for me!

My life’s at risk cuz I can’t afford 

24/7 body guards

I dream of Maybach's and Bentley coops 

While I ride in your Honda with you 

I can’t help but to imagine duck and escargot 

As we chow down on good ol' McDonalds. 

Ohh what a life I dream to live 

I see it now on The Rich and Famous

Indoor pools and elevators 

Silk stockings and authentic furs

Plastic surgery and private jets

Chihuahuas and 800 count thread

But that would be confusing, wouldn’t it?

I think I like my life and where I’m at 

bc I know the names of all my friends 

and can keep track of every dollar spent. 

Yes I enjoy my simple life 

And besides I need something to dream about at night!