Gold digger I see you!

Ching ching through the bling

I see you don’t love me

But my things

I see you don’t want my love

Just want me to sing

So I can give you more bling bling

I am a puppet for your stadium

I am your profit, your delirium

Without me you have nought

Look at the presents I have bought

Gold digger I know where your heart is

As you are chugging down the fizz

This is quite amiss

Gee whiz

I won’t have it anymore. I’m through

I am going to get rid of you

Out my life and close the door

So you aint gonna be rich no more!

Whore!

This song is reminiscent of my college days, where I was lead vocalist and lyricist of a rap rock group; though this song didn’t exist back then, this came to me today (22nd August) when I was thinking a lot about my former music style and poetry.

But also I have experienced being used for money by my mother, an ex and I know someone in my life currently is clinging to the hope that I will someday become some kind of mega rich super star author – lol. But I know how it feels to be used and then lose it all, because you loved and trusted the wrong people! Believe me when I say, it’s hard to pull wool over these eyes! I don’t truly believe the DMs are from genuine sources, but if they are, my apologies. You must understand my point of view if you are genuine?

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