The Will

In regards to your inquiry Concerning my anticipated fate I've become my own attorney Representing my estate It has come to my attention I am surrounded by greedy leeches The inheritance of my pension Is solid with no breaches I was granted a hefty loan A bit more than than you might expect A sweet old man on the phone My future payments, she would neglect Her voice was utterly ginger And I felt she should retire I'll enjoy my adventure She'll finish when I expire The rules, we may have tooled But she is long gone by now Successfully I fooled I'll give myself a bow As you hear these words on paper There is nothing you can do My home is burned to vapor My street name is Stew The cops are in a riot searching for Bonnie and Clyde My tombstone, I did buy it Leaving with my pride Bonnie is very intelligent Much more so than you There's no telling where she went Or the money she has blew She has a new identity My plan was fool proof Her destination, infinity The banks will be aloof When I had you sign that document The one I claimed was just a legality I granted myself access to your every cent Such a bitter sweet reality You can teach an old dog new tricks Especially one with a vendetta Now, your problems, my money can't fix No shoulda, coulda, woulda