I'm Sorry, I Can't Hear You Over The Sound Of How Wealthy I Am

Please eat the rich
Make a sandwich
Then fill your fridge
They're all worthless
Have no purpose
They're cancerous

Got too much cash in their stash
They'll just dispense on a Benz
Not creating, condescending
Scrooge McDuck, useless fuck
Please eat the rich
Make a sandwich
Then fill your fridge
They're all worthless
Have no purpose
They're cancerous
We could pay for healthcare if we tax their ass
But they need a new pair of exotic cats
Pet cloning, fancy ice
Their clothing overpriced
A new butt and lips too
Think of what we could do
Please eat the rich
Make a sandwich
Then fill your fridge
They're all worthless
Have no purpose
They're cancerous

Got a bench in their bathrooms
And designer fancy perfumes
While there's people who cannot pay
For the basics they need to live each day