Bountiful Rhapsody

They call me Brett Jackin
I got what you're lackin
People see me and their jaws go a slackin
Booms remind me of back in
that room with the cement floor
where I'd leave my happy face by the door
when together we'd go to the store
that was love but I don't have that anymore
watch me change through evolution
my ideas will begin a revolution
an island with my own constitution
to get away from this institution
get away from your greed
always taking more than you need
clean these streets with your white steed
to destruction you will lead
while I blow some bubbles
each one with it's respected doubles
each one floating is like my troubles
POP! and I'm free :]