RHYME TIME W KREET-N

And our mother's minds are processed food processors shredding logic to feed professors of the company's dream initiative which is higher profits and a higher population but they won't hire me...
i'm adrift in the cruel sea...the cruelty is plain as can be and im beginning to feel disdain you see because the best things in life are not for free..they are not even for you or me...they are for the chosen few and that's definitely not me or you....
what in the world are we to do?
Dr Seuss and Mother Goose. That's what rhyming in the mainstream is...don't trust anyone in the music biz...they are mostly  talent less snakes...blaming everyone else for their own mistakes....never do they question if they did you wrong...they will take credit for writing that song...
the world certainly is a wondrous place...if you can make money at the right pace...there aint no point in becoming a martyr gotta find a way to get smarter...learn to trade and barter because cash aint king if you cant get to it...somebody tell the fucking fed that they really fucking blew it...bet it was on purpose...
bet its all rigged...no wonder it's so hard for us to get a gig...but hey we dream big! and we don't live small...waiting for our chance to convince all yall that we have what it takes so let's raise the stakes.
Stake horsing of course and avoid the fucking snakes...
Let them eat cake?! keep your milk and sugar MATE...I'll have a FUCKIN STEAK.