One day I ran into this stripper, she was really a sight to see
She told me she wanted to sit on my face
I asked her what's in it for me?
I like to build luxury buildings, with my name there for all to see
They're the finest and the biggest and the best in the world
I wonder what's in it for me
Now you know that I got me some children. At last count there were four or three
They're supposed to be the joy of my life
But I ask you what's in it for me?
My daddy left me just ten million or so, and a string of low-rises in Queens
My huge success, I owe it all to myself
But I can't figure out what it means
I have fans all around this big nation, as far as the eye can see
They'd jump off a cliff if I ordered them to
What could be in that for me?
I was elected the leader of the free world, I'm as powerful as a man can be
And yet there remains one question, dear lord
What the hell is in it for me?
Some people called daddy a racist, cause he refused to rent to the blacks
But me, everyone loves me,
'Cept for those who deserve my attacks
Soon they'll be coming to take me away, for my sins and my lifelong crime spree
In prison I'm told, you can rake in the gold
There better be some left for me