As another year draws to a close, My mind goes into calculation mode, 

As I strategize on what needs to be done to make my business explode, 

I’ve always had the drive but now I know the code, 

Follow the yellow brick road, 

I take a minute to think, while the world is on the brink, 

They firing shells at my battleship but it just won’t sink, 

So I paint pictures with ink, be careful how you think, 

And you are what you drink, 

Its so electrifying, 

Like a sermon on mt. Zion, 

Or hotter than the Lava flowing from the volcano on Hawaii’s Big Island, 

The protesters are still crying, 

Because their daughters and sisters are still dying, 

And their leaders are still lying, 

If they don’t prevail it won’t be from a lack of trying, 

Will they ever be free? I have to believe Yes! like Daniel Bryan, 

Don’t have a fear my dear I can see things clear, 

And the stratosphere is where I plan to be within another year, 

And if I’m not, I still won’t stop, 

Because the lifestyle I want to provide it’s going to take a lot, 

And it doesn’t concern me what somebody else bought, 

Because it doesn’t matter to me what the next man got, 

People can be so hateful its true, but I’m so grateful for you, 

For always staying Silky Smoove and doing what you do, 

As I learn to control the elements and artificial intelligence, 

I try to strike the right balance between relevance and elegance, 

And when I perfect the recipe that’s when I’ll attain my destiny, 

The season is freezing but my vision is something that I believe in, 

I will return soon with more heated speeches until then have a groovy weekend,