I can't say I like you
Nor can I say I love you
But I feel like eventually I will leave you
I know it's bad to rhyme you just for the sake of you

But all of us are simple individuals
Seeking a purpose in this world
Being mystified by vaults
And only being enticed by gold

Money isn't everything I know
But it feels nice doesn't it, to collect
Be nice though, or you'll take a blow
By giving you'll be close to perfect


My true self you'll never though
I keep a secret so close

Awesome, dude