UPS Man (Interlude)

The UPS man turned out to be an X-man
I ain’t talkin' Magneto, but a Convict with an ex-man
X-games are wild but if I told you bout dis story
You’d kick flip a gasket
Extreme sport of basking
In robbins like he was batman
Licking on rocky roads
The surface of journey’s purpose gets rockier as they go
An urchin searchin for satisfaction
He roam the city get cockier as the times are passin'
Fasten your belt cuz the curses don’t stop the flow
A brick for a little dough
A broken system the burgeons from purchases on the low
Or so he sees
His homies be sllin green
Green pockets
He’s watching
Thinking that could be m with the 50 inch screen
Momma good cuz she eatin all that super fat feed
Super cars red or green, maybe now santa clause won’t be mean
But hey
I gotta get in my start today
Young nigga I’m gettin paid
New jordans on that white people money
That’s a whole different colorway
My business got some niggas out they mind and the other way
But
Unfortunately, police don’t have to agree
Sentence like 20 or 3 depending on Color or creed
Amendments come sparingly
Unless we talkin 13th
He gon' be workin apparently for executive chief
And when he leaves the establishment finding jobs and good health
He gon be doin deliveries, to white man himself
Now can you tell me What’s wealth?