One day

you act like you're rich don't you

throwing that away

you better eat everything on your plate

one day is coming, to take the food away

you'l be skin and bones, wasting away

don't say, "ain't no way"

pick up your fork start eating

it's history repeating

you'l see one day, if you're still living

It's coming in a cloud, humming real loud

like a jet plane, high on octane

It's a drone, pray, you're not at home

truth is truth, I''m no liar

I'm trying to, snatch you, from the fire