[intro]
I don’t got a lot a money I guess that’s okay (that’s okay)
There’s a real amount of real bills that real rap don’t pay (rap don’t pay)
Maybe one day I won’t have to live in poverty (poverty)
But until then I’m gonna go live my life properly

[verse]
If my rapping happens to get attention
Like if plenty of people were to give me a mention
Then eventually potentially
I could probably get signed, makes sense to me
Nah wait, I’d make dollars probably a few thou
People would want to see me live like younow
I’d travel the globe rocking the mic at them shows
With the dopest of flows
At the moment I make this
There’s only so many words to use in the language
How many songs can I make before I can’t make no more
What if my music went up in smoke like one who blows os
I guess I don’t really mind if my raps don't work out
Like if it overran its course and burnt out
Then never exercised, gained a few pounds
Leading me to never attempt to make new sounds
Now you could say that I don’t got passion
But then you’d be wrong
Because I love producing and rapping
And when all that comes together in a song
No thing lasts, that’s what she said
Some rappers feel they gotta rap or be dead
Me I like rapping cause I like rapping
Not because of huge checks that I get to cash in
Plus I don’t make money off this music
I was given a gift and Imma use it
It’s not all about the green to me
It’s more than the environment, I’m keen to be
Someone who can say I been something
Even if it means going to a 9 to 5 like Ben Button
Imma rap til I feel rap’s done with me
But that time ain’t soon, so rest comfortably
Aye

[outro]
Yo quiero ser muy rico
Pero soy un pobre chico
Yo hablo español un poquito
Boy that’s a wrap no burrito