What is money? Money is the root of the evil within us That turns a group of the purest into merciless sinners That rids of competition quick and determines the winners That ruins futures but we never feel hurt when it enters Every trial and tribulation a person endeavors Is solely for the shot to finally search for the treasures For the worse or the better, is it a curse or a leisure? Lurking forever only for personal pleasure so what is money? It's got the world going ludicrous I mean, just look at what it'll do to us Discussing who to trust, disgusted but resume to run but soon enough You'll be through with busting for these puny bucks I mean it's just a piece of paper right? So why's it gotta dictate my life? In dark, I savor light, so when I'm lost I am for height Got nothing left and I'm afraid of right, so what is money? Money is nothing but a maze or a trap Turning and turning but you'll never be safe when it's flat No more taking it back, now it's a place of the past Body is breaking in half, when it is facing a gat Chasing money could get you deep in a grave Seems the number's always the most important piece of the page And my wallet gets thinner while I'm increasing in rage Still repeating the phrase, that Imma see better days For now I sleep in this cage, looking for peace or escape Now it's hard to find even a single reason to wake I use the fire for light so when I'm in the night I can see the truth Or try to find desire to fight within me and you Nickels and dimes are taking over my mind When it's facing the right direction then I know it'll shine No I ain't toting a nine but I'm supposed to be rich In spite of seeing everybody getting close to me ditch Was I supposed to be this? Was I supposed to be that? Noticed my growth wasn't big, but then I chose to do rap I'm here to show you I'm king and you won't be known to be crap I know I'm alone in this thing, but that ain't slowing the path, I'm gone.. Nickels and dimes.. Sticks to my mind.. I want more than.. You have my friends..