Monet Interlude

(álbum: so, what are you doing? - 2016)

[Interviewer:] Do you make a lot of money out of your music?
[Bob Marley:] Money? I mean, what is... how much is a lot of money to you?
[Interviewer:] Yeah, that's a good question. Have you made, say, millions of dollars?
[Bob Marley:] No
[Interviewer:] Are you a rich man?
[Bob Marley:] When you mean "rich," what do you mean?
[Interviewer:] You have a lot of possessions? A lot of money in the bank?
[Bob Marley:] Possessions make you rich? I don't have that type of richness. My richness is life

[Craft:]
Smooth fella, Mr. city-stoop-dweller
Eatin turkey on the road but I'm plottin to get my bread up
But fuck it, start my days with some scrambled eggs and O.J. but 40s be my forte
And if you hatin then fuck you, I'll skip the foreplay
You see we do this for the art and not the Monet
Ironic, huh?
So lately it's been all work and no play
I've had to tell a lot of people "No way"
That's a lot of Joses tryna get all in yo face but shit, you can't please 'em all dog
I stumbled in the summer and it's been a long Fall
Trying show 'em that I'm in this for the long haul
I'm really ready to walk cause it's been a long crawl
I speak truth to all my sisters and brothers
They struggle to be trans-parent like conservative mothers
I'm authentic, seems we forgot what that means
And they pray we the generation that forgot to have dreams
And we won't, although we stay woke
I'm wealthy with this knowledge though my pockets stay broke
More than a system we fightin but they won't ever take hope
I'm out here rappin til my chest hurts
Livin, spittin colder than Earl without the sweatshirt