Constant Replay

Mornings we have to set our minds to focus
To roll out of bed and gain our daily tokens
The travel seems so routine but the body feels hopeless
The skies should drop us a bonus
So we could know whats hypnosis
We give ourselves for hours to make other rich
Same ones that sneak behind your back and start to snitch
Day by day we try to keep a composure
While at night our energy's are lower
The mind is an out of control rollercoaster
Like did we get everything done for the owner who only eats kosher?
He has all this money but cant afford a chauffeur?
We all wish to have money falling out of our pockets
Our #1 problem is filling up our wallets
That are dark like scary closets
With no exits no profits
No hourly deposits