[Ms. Meander]

From within, You wanna know how I'm living,
I'm cool..
I'm looking after myself,
And I would never put wealth before my spirit,
I feel it's unhealthy
The devil creep around ya, so stealthy stealthy
'Til you get bold, rush the gold
And before your much older, your soul is sold
And where's it gettin ya?
Competition starts swearing ya
Golddiggers setting you up
Soon be forgetting your existence
Do ya need a for instance
I hafta admire your persistence
In sticking to a game plan,
That brings ya pain man,
And at the end of the day nothing is gained.
So listen to the voice within
I'll see ya later,
Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.