Everyone should have a dream.
For John it was to rap.
He had the moves and rhythm
And he knew how to wear his cap.
—He dreamed of girls and pals.
—He dreamed of wealth and fame.
—He knew that he could make it so,
—He quit school to make his name.
—–I saw him last at Macy’s.
—–He’s now called “Sixty Cents.”
—–In golden bling, he lives his dream,
—–Rapping Christmas presents!