Security Don’t Kill Ambition

Well, the landlord’s giving lessons on the virtue of the grind,
says ambition’s just a spark you lose the moment you unwind.
But he’s sipping top-shelf bourbon while he’s preaching sacrifice
guess it’s easy loving hustle when you never pay the price.

And the bosses on the rooftop say the view is motivation,
while the folks down on the sidewalk get the blame for situation.
Too much comfort makes you lazy, yeah, that’s the company line
funny how that logic never seems to cross the wealth divide.

And they swear they know it best,
what keeps the world in motion
but they build their whole success
on everyone else’s erosion.

Stability don’t kill ambition
it just kills the desperation.
And desperation is the fuel for the few
who already own the station.

If security shuts down desire,
why are billionaires on fire?
You’d think owning half the planet
might be enough to satisfy ’em.

Now the worker with the backpack’s juggling two or three careers,
told that struggle builds character and grit over the years.
But the man with seven houses thinks a roof is too much aid,
while he renovates his vineyard with the taxes that you paid.

They call minimum survival some outrageous luxury
meanwhile yachts the size of cities glide across the open sea.
If stability’s so fatal, why’s it only fatal downward?
Why’s the ladder built for some and greased for everyone around ’em?

Yeah, the myth gets told again,
in every profit-projection sermon
they warn comfort breeds the end,
but it’s fear that keeps us servin’.

Stability don’t kill ambition
it kills the panic in your chest.
And panic is the product they sell
when they want you at your best (for them).

If security kills motivation,
explain the world’s elite fixation
on hoarding every golden crumb
like tomorrow won’t ever come.

A roof is “too much” for the poor,
but a kingdom can’t contain the rich.
If they ever felt the bottom floor…
they’d rewrite their every pitch.

No, stability don’t kill the fire
that’s the part they get mistaken.
It just frees your mind enough
to see who profits when you’re shaken.

If security kills ambition,
then why’s the richest coalition
still grabbing for the sky above
like they’re starving for more love?

Maybe they need us trembling
just to keep the empire fed
but let’s not set ourselves on fire
for kings who’d gladly see us dead.