To be the Prophet of profit
The person who makes everyone money around them
The bed that carries the river
Of currents of currency
The fountain of liquid gold
Over run to the masses
Re-arranging the classes
Inspiring the motion of economy
You know as well I
When you gots a grip
You spend it quick
Imagine having an account
That always expands
Now you have to drain some
See I can’t imagine
Because if I lived that phat
You could rub my belly
As I would be
The Prophet of profit
With followers
Making each other richer
As well
Doing so
So well
Scientologist
Would raise a fist
And eventually
They would jump ship
Because these chips
Would flow
Like a casino commercial
Maybe I am trippin
But if you made a million millionaires
Than teach them to do the same
A posse of millionaires
Prophets for profit
This is what America
Should really be about
Imagine the people with millions of dollars
Each one of them
Teaching and building
Say ten poor people
To be millionaires
And teach them
To make ten new millionaires
Eventually America has a stream of wealthy people
So much so
The poverty line starts to shrink
Now our poor
Is able to invest in international ventures
Homeless would be those who lost
A love one
And could not cope
Or other traumatized people
And their would be places
Places of shelter for these folks
Right now America has enough rich people
And enough resources
We could improve economy
Across this land
Than focus on the world
Why because the world resides here
Than if Prophets for profit
Built America into a multicultural
Money machine
That spreads around the globe
Empowering others from the families here
Who became Prophets for profit
Now the Prophets for profit
Who needs a flock of artist
That would teach the way
To make everyone around them wealthy
Than I want to be a Prophet for profit