Outside the door my 20 limos.
My money room has 40 keys.
I hire counters, that rob me.
Then, I make them work for free.
On my back in a giant sack.
The 20 tons of GOLD thats packed.
All this wealth is really stealth.
Hiding the real inside me, the elf.
All my life, this burden to hold.
Never living life and now old.
All must play a part in life.
All this money, and alone at night.
from 8HOP.com - POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES