I break the beat and break your bones- Get too close and hear the moans. I’ve crowned the kings, I’ve sunk the ships, All that weight with jagged lips.

I claim to shield, yet make you pay, A price for daring trades away. I draw a line where none need be, And profit from hypocrisy. A patriot’s toll or petty bluff? Depends on who has bought enough.

I show up late but always collect, Fund your roads with quiet neglect. I promise the rich will carry the strain, Then siphon your sweat down the capital drain.

My post is known, but I’m long gone, A ghost before the break of dawn. No wounds, no leave, no curtain call, Just vanished boots and protocol.

I let you rank your closest friends, With flashing pages, the fun won’t end. Music played the moment you came, Yet now I’m but a forgotten name.