American Dreamer

All my life I've been a dreamer.
Praying to one day own a beamer
that's cleaner, than the man who deserved his
and I ride around so all can observe this.

The next day I wake up with my dream job
Bake up, tear a fake up, and them mean slobs.
Best believe chips'll rake up; they grow on clean cobs.
The state supports me, I rock jacobs wit thirteen jobs

I act rowdy wit the boys
but never play wit grown folk toys
or the intellect that maturity employs,
the common sense that seniority deploys.
Watch out for the decoys
Who would rather drag you in their self pity.
How their life is so shitty in witty ways
And the city pays in pretty Chevrolet's for days.

While I merely coast...really, I never roast.
I respect unless pushed over the line
because it's fine and respect is demanded as mine.
The world is blind, everybody is truly selfish
On their own grind, clueless like sheltered shellfish
Stickin to your bubble? Find meaning to life that's hellish.
Here, let me sell ish, I'll make a quick buck
Buy some rims and wit any luck she'll fuck,
and suck, and anything else to degrade themselves.
Cause I have a bunch of empty shelves
Maybe he'll fill em and marry then I'll take half.
Why remain cozy in my fillin bubble bath
Shit I'll jet quicker than a hubble craft

I never realized how ignorant I am
When all this time respect isn't worth a damn
And self discovery is easy, just look at ya fam.
Emulate daddy; crack dealer or hit the road.
It's the law untold,
cause in this dream you're either the princess or the toad.