Slumlord

Guilt free As he floods the streets Don't give an opportunist such opportunity Oh it's a deep social wound Now ask yourself: what has he got to lose? Cause money's his food And he craved a crisis To acquire a taste you have to have tried it Try stress surviving This private island When you're not a proprietor vampire It's overpriced in paradise Now if I was money, where would I hide? I'd set up an AirBnb A word to the wise Well guess who's back, back again It's our old friend; the boom, and he's searching for a room Must include: four walls and a roof But nothing else matters, cause beggars can't choose Maybe he'll commute Just like you And your oh so hopeful attitude But is it gonna save ya, man? Is it gonna pay your rent? Then you can't waste your energy on it It's overpriced in paradise Now if I was money, where would I hide? I'd set up an Airbnb A word to the wise The shame of a city As he finds a new hill and he becomes a king! The slumlord plays monopoly I call him a cheat but really he's just too good for me Target basic needs, that's the strategy King of the game In a way he's an athlete I need someone to flip the board Before we're done for It's overpriced in paradise Now if I was money, where would I hide? I'd set up an Airbnb A word to the wise