Toot, Toot , Your Horn

I’m so tired of all the hype
Arrogance that is filled to the top with me, myself and I
Toot, Toot your horn
Sound the trumpets loud
Look at me
Standing before you is the image of a demigod
Look at my mind
Georgetown is in the house
Look at my connections flowing with red and white
Kappa Alpha Psi leads the way
Toot, Toot your horn
Sound the trumpets loud
Look at my ride
A black Mercedes Benz rolling on platinum rims
Look at my job
My job is corporate
I got the master plan
401 K got me sleeping good at night
Baby I’m the king of the hill
I got the best
I got the pride of life
Toot, Toot your horn
Sound the trumpets loud
I’m so tired of your self indulgence
In all you’re getting you could not see the master’s plan
All I want is a humble servant’s heart
AI I want to do is regurgitate the image of you
All I see is a pompous soul full of vanity
You embody the full essence of self absorption  
You reek with the stench of narcissistic waste
It’s all about you and that’s a shame
Toot, Toot the horn
Sound the trumpets loud
Your life is now done
Now you stand before God and his Son
Moth and rust they will decay
What’s done for Jesus want pass away
Look at what you had
Your heirs got it all
Standing before me on this Judgment day
Depart for me
I know you not
Toot, Toot