my name is pete my name is pete some think of me as a cheat
when all i want is money for meat
yet i feel heat if i dont walk to the beat
bc bud boy thinks i am a dud boy
all wrapped in green married to the disident machine
i come clean to the yellow light after all it looks bright
bud boy why do you flip when a question is raised from the other side of the coin
This poem is beginning no is sucking now so i will wait and see lots of yellow
followed by lots of green in my account