Dry thoughts, yearn knowledge to quench the thirst

Taste the fruits of success like a Starburst

But too many a move fruity, sell out for the dream

Suga no feel sweet, call it sour cream

Acquiring the wealth just damages the health

Flying status with no stealth, its hard to hide

Full of habits controlled by ego and pride

Inviting band wagonists, hitch hiking on the ride

Become a split species, two of a kind

Upper class resource with a welfare mind

Cutting pieces off the top like a barber shear

Try work magic with the riches till it all disappear

Too many traps that netted goals, keep us from score

All because of less patience, wanting a little more

Unpredictable is this world, Life has its quirks

Angel dust embroiling His son in the devils works

Destiny left to drown like a fish without fins

Now Bujus only calling is the warden while atoning past sins

While we pray he holds it down, let this be an alarm

That sometimes whats meant to help can cause much harm

Indebted to JAH theres always a price to pay

Contrary to milk that spoil, dont throw it all away.