Growing Up

I remember when I wanted to grow up and be rich wit a fine chick who would stick to my hip while I drove an expensive whip and had other girls wishing they could at least get me in a picture clip because my life looked like a clip from a flick, and even though I have been able too flick that life vision out of my desires, I must submit that often I feel unfit too be in a relationship with this glorious woman who commits totally too me, because too frequently I enjoy the attention of other females more than I would like too admit, but I'm gettin better everyday as I grow up a bit 
and see how childish it is too act like my parents are childless by grossly going against how they raised me as a child and letting my childness take over to where selfishness becomes a virus and I'm only concerned about money and if I'm stylish with the wildest wildness 
because I'm not concerned with the science of silence, since i want everyone to be silent and listen to how great and loved I am even though I feel isolated and cold like an ice land island, but God makes life beautiful like Iceland because he will come down from his high land and show you the way too the top of the highest highlands 
isn't by gaining tangible objects, but by obtaining intangible subjects like the concepts of love and respect that object to objectifying women and project you too begin complex projects that will protect the aspects of life you can't get from writing a number on a check, and will have a positive effect 
on society because once you see pursuing money, fame, and women leads too emptiness Jesus will provide you wit a honey and claim to his name that will rid you of being envious of those who have succumbed to the temptress, because in God the cleanliness of your soul leaves no area for the stain of being restless