I Want 2 Be a Billionaire
Chilling on a Fendi sofa in some Gucci loafers, watching Oprah eating alligator-n-
okra, above my fire place on the wall, I have a picture of me -n- a vulture, I turned
the channel 2 B.E.T., now I’m being entertained by my culture, I want 2 be a billionaire, well I better raise up of this sofa and design me a sofa or some loafers, or own me a network like I’m a Bob Johnson or either Oprah, I know how 2 survive in a room with a vulture, I got my picture on a poster, I’m here 2 revise and better cultivate my culture, I wonder will these same billionaires sit on my sofa and wear my
loafers, and watch me on TV, we will soon see, until then I’ll be doing what I got 2
do, tryna be what I’m tryna be, a billionaire indeed, I just need some sunlight -n-
some water, for I’m already a planted seed.
Copyright © Nakym Sheffield | Year Posted 2014
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