Who’s Wearing The Shoes Now

Walk in any size shoes
And still make ends meet
I’m forever fighting
I’ll never accept defeat

If you’re going tomorrow
Put me in your will
Just checked your account
And damn it looked ill  just about to spill

The more money you have
The more interest you earn
And less fees you pay
The less you have
The less you earn
With fees you burn

Promotions offers, vouchers, and deals for the rich
The currency game is making the poor man its bitch

No wonder the rich think life is peaches
And living luxury at pristine beaches

Always scheming for the next 5 cents
Even if it means jacking up the rents

More money more lurks
More perks in the green
The industry…..that’s how it works
Beating the fuck out of a poor mans dreams

Taxing your daily actions
And not just by a fraction
Its a 98 percentile
Are you fucking kidding me?
2% is not enough to feed me

They wage wars
And when the rich wage war its the poor who die
The ones that cry
The ones that suffer

They spend so much on promoting war and preaching hate
Yet billions starve and death is their fate
The system needs a change
Its needs to be replaced
We have a president
But have we ever seen our rulers face?

Must this be our futile attempts to thrive?
This this…… prolonged suicide.