i’m always fascinated that i can handle where my mind goes/
but as life passes and time flows i’m asking if your kind knows/
and remind those of the corruptions and lies that i might right/
personally i like life and it’s contents i hold onto tight like/
the grasps money has on us even though we aren’t the ones with it/
but who’s the culprit who can stop it do we need to get specific/
or need to place conditions as we began to map the tension/
i see them tapping into your father’s pension might we mention/
you’re full of apprehension as well hoping here is colder than hell/
they can’t get ahold of their health should they make a mold of themselves/