MONEY AND WOMEN

(A piece for my spoken word class)

You see this?

Yeah I don’t see it either.
Cus I’m broke as a motherfucker.
All these papers are just receipts and bus transfers and bus schedules
And it just makes my wallet look fat.

But hey I get looks whenever I pull it out of my ass pocket sometimes.
Some girls lookin my direction cus I got a fat wallet comin out of my small asian ass.
Too bad it aint got shit. Nope.

That’s what I don’t get sometimes.
We got these girls who’re all over the rich boys,
Just because of that, they’re rich.
Why not give the broke dudes a chance?
I mean, we could probably put out more than those rich boys.
That shirt he’s wearin? My cousin probably made that somewhere in asia.
Where Tommy Hilfiger’s payin my cousin’s cousin half a cent to stitch that shit together.
And those cousins are putting in hours and hours of sweat,
So you can sweat in that shirt you’re wearin.

Then we got those girls that wanna get pampered up and shit.
Honestly, how old are you?
Last time I checked, I wasn’t hitting on a 2 year old.
You make a living right? Go get your own shit.
That’s the same thing that your mother did.
She went out and got her own shit, at least that’s what I’d like to think.
I’m sorry I don’t roll in a beemer,
Not everyone was born rich, or has money growin’ out of their asses.
Public transit, that’s what I’m talking bout.
I mean damn, I drop 2.75 and this dude drives me EVERYWHERE.
Sure I gotta wait for the man, but he still drives me around.
Maybe one day I’ll roll in an Audi A4 2.2 litre turbo Quattro sedan,
But till then, I’m gonna have to get on that big ass people mover.

Oh so you don’t make a living?
Well then damn, go do somethin’ bout it.
Whatever your mom said bout her holdin’ your hand till you get married when you were younger,
Sorry to break it to you, but bitch was lying.
She was straight up lying to your face, getting you all the pretty shit that you wanted
Leading you up that rising action, and havin you fall on that denouement,
Missing the climax altogether.
I mean I’m talking bout her leading you up to a false sense of adulthood,
Where you think you can have everything you want served on a silver platter
But in reality, that silver platter is gonna lead to your eventual disaster
Cause you’re gonna falter and rely heavily on your supporters
Who are eventually gonna dislike your improper version of the future
Where everything you imagined yourself to be, you’re not,
Since you’re not workin for what you’ve got.

I don’t see why some women are so single minded and attracted to the idea of money.
Sure it’s a currency in which we currently try to use responsibly,
But makin it’s hard work.
Cause if I could shit out gold bricks, sell it and live in a penthouse somewhere,
I think I would’ve taken that option when it became available.
I’m not a rapper or a singer, or a rapper turned singer,
I chase money instead of money chasin me, since I’m not a rapper who became a pastor, who probably became a rapper again cause he was broke.
I can’t blame him.
It probably got expensive forgivin’ all the brothas who’ve sinned and had pre-marital sex and became baby dadies.

I’m just a 20 year old asian tryin’ to get somewhere in life,
Successful at that.
So if you’re lookin’ for a rich asian dude,
Who can buy you all the things that money CAN buy, pamper you up
Drive you around in his dad’s Mercedes Benz S-class S65 AMG sedan,
And work his ass off just to provide for you,
Then you definitely got the wrong dude.