Lyrics:

Mid-level manager says he heard about,
Some mulatto girl shot him in the mouth.
And left him in a hotel near the mid-south offices.
He worked in distribution, regional vice-president.

Collapse, unload it, pop! pop!
I must accumulate, unload it. Pop! Pop!
I must accumulate, unload it. Pop! Pop!
I must accumulate.

Well, the soil is rich, competition fat.
Ripe and vulnerable, oozing from the slats
And too cash-heavy, bloated, sitting there all puckered up.
Index of numbers is scrolling upscreen, scrolling up.

Collapse, unload it, pop! pop!
I must accumulate, unload it. Pop! Pop!
I must accumulate, unload it. Pop! Pop!
I must accumulate.

Smash it down to digits. Gut it out and break it down.
Liquid assets are seeping down, seeping down now.