First Draft of my new Song... "Time Enough"

[Intro]
Days Over and the ride is new difficult,
And when the days come home,
You get the Mercedez here,
Now that is what I call Prestige
Now do it for you, cause it won't come out of prestige, I'll tell ya'

[Pre-Chorus]
Superhuman of any gender is the way he is
Not because she focuses on internal, but the external
Time enough, Questions their tool,
Questions are to them what pickaxes are to labourers,
They do it but they certainly can't if the pickaxe wrong,
Focus on questions of the body, not the soul
Then let the gratitude fill itself over you
That, my friend, is luck
I can probably call down the spirits
If it wasn't for money, I'd be a great artist
Because I'm a door to the healing spirits.

[Chorus]
Cash won't paint the picture right, if an artist
Alas, all I know money a bad master, but a great servant
When passion meets painful details,
When the purpose is the drive,
When you can paint all at once,
When you can solve the equations,
When you can make history,
Then congratulate yourself, you've joined the ranks,
"Of What?", you ask, then my answer Leonardo Vinci.