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I have an insomniacs dream. 

How many sleepless nights 

Until I can touch what I fiend. 

Lust for power and personal gain. 

 figure what does it mean. 

When the median is the low. 

Yet the mode is success. 

When i get stressed. 

Breaking up the stems. 

Start Plotting a few graphs. 

Dreaming of all the places I can go. 

Fearless leaps of faith. 

Turonamo.

Experimentality. 

Grab the lab coat. 

What I am cooking up. 

Is bound to get rowdy. 

Until I am space bound. 

Orbiting with my own sound. 

Will I be satisfied with a crown. 

When I reign. Possibilities pour. 

Sick of being poor. 

Working until my feet are sore. 

For a dollar that comes 

By mopping the floor. 

I deserve to soar.

Dreams of flying high.

I refuse to let life pass me by. 

Moving so fast. 

Got blurry vision. 

Could be from the drink that I'm sipping. 

Remembering that feel of the buzz. 

So when you feel this Shit. 

You will always know what it was. 

True to the love. 

An urban farmer 

Harvesting that green. 

Burning what I'm earning. 

Do the math. 

Money means. 

Medians of high hopes. 

And high dreams. 

Fast cars and shiny things. 

Call it God mode.

When you remove the iron curtain. 

Success is certain.