All About The Abes - Diesel Boy

Born in the Hills Beverly in '63

Only son of a rich mom and dad

But dad was a jerk and mom did not work, it drove him mad

When mom and dad died, late last July

He got the house and the plane

And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day

From New York to Tokyo

Its all about the dough

Its the coin, its the cash, its the currency stash

Its the money that keeps us goin'

The streets of Brooklyn are riddled with crooks and

Dope dealers who don’t give a f*ck

Its all about hustling and scheming and making a buck

They rule the block with one hand on their Gloch

Its the ghetto that keeps 'em in

But they don’t have a chance, its the same circumstance in the end

He passes the years from atop his John Deere

Surveying the fields from above

Its not much to some, but he’s happy to do what he loves

Its been apples and pears, and a hundred state fairs

Nothing more than a quiet, simple life

His only regret is he never found time for a wife