Humans towards Money
The things people do for money
sometimes just cant be said
whether its applying for a scholarship
Or ensuring someone doesn't make it to bed
Its sad to see, the way people envy each other when it comes to dough
People turn to animals, and act their lowest of their low
They'll take anyone out of their way, mom, dad, sister, or neighbor
But once again, when it comes to money,
there isn't anything but dead flavor
Money was once said to be the root of all evil and hate
To me its simply us humans that determines moneys fate
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