When I get older I want platinum teeth to pawn so I can feed my family I'm tired of mama working two and a half jobs / and still can't pay the bills / light man threatening to put us in the dark/ whatever happened to sunny days? whatever happened to the 100 ways of ...being happy? When I get older I want my eyes surrounded by big ole a$$e$ / like those cats on videos...block my vision from cats begging on corners...life is hard for them too I suppose When I get older I want Maybachs and yellow canary 10 karat rocks...and have brothers on the block go "[email protected]" so loud that I can't hear the hunger pangs in the hood sing broken melodies that sicken Oak tree leaves... leaving us with no shade from the poverty fall out in the inner city When I get older I want to be president of the USA!!! So I can pillage sovereign countries and rob them of their natural resource so I can begin to control the oil market and make dumb excuses for killing innocent people and have all you folks believe the lie and assist in making planes go where they aren't supposed to and make the presidential voting process into an illiusion (and I don't even have to be a magician) and spy on my people and claim it's in the best interest of my country cause see I want to know what everyone is talking about, I want to destroy the constitution and rape the people of civil liberties and do it smoother than Goldie talks to his Bit... I mean ladies of the night.. I want to make this democracy seem as if everything is alright... When I get older I want to still be able to dream. (c)2006 blakverb " a Quik write"