When you married that gold-digger

I said it’s a risk 

But you took it anyway

don't back down now, 

There's more to come

because this is real life

not like kindergarten where you had bubble gum.

Now you have to take the highway

It won't be easy going in there alone

Heartbroken and broke 

But it is the consequence that you took

And you decided you wanted it bigger,

When you married that gold-digger.

You think one thing

When your brain tells you other

All those years of evolution are at fault I guess

When can't even think straight

Think about other important things

Think about being independent and flying with wings.

But you would rather want your needs satisfied

Needs other than basic that would seem unnecessary

Slave of testosterone and mammary glands

It's the thing that you want more

Money to pour into that façade and poise

Getting ready for alimony and divorce with noise.

Hey! I get it that you would fancy a girl

But there are more important things like economy,

Environment and water that degrade everyday

Poverty that would haunt every soul

but a self made man like you would spend it all

On entertainment than a righteous call.

A pocketful of money,

Wouldn't you want that sunny?