I want my money. I don't want my money.

I once bought a razor.  I was thinking that it was cool to get another razor, even though I thought I paid for a better razor.  I was thinking that it was ok to get the razor that I got because of God.  God brings peace, if you meet God.  I majored in philosophy.  I studied religions and peace.  I had to say that like this:  [O(religions and peace)}.  I think that when I got that other razor, I was pushed down or over.  I had to say that like this: [P(pushed down or pushed over)].  I want the money from my cd sales even though I said that I don't believe in God on my cd.  I don't care that I said it.  Somebody wants to hear an ex-altar boy say that he doesn't believe in God and that he doesn't believe in God because he's an ex-altar boy.  Well, I want my money even if it's not promised to me.  I also think that he can keep it.  If the razor does the job, then it's a fine razor.  If the person from tthlabel keeps his money and gets away with it, then that's fine too.  However, the day that I rapped and I was like, "you spendin' my money on stupid shit," or "you're gonna end up giving me some money," I was like, you should have given me my money from the start.  I could just tell you what you want to hear, or I could tell you the truth.  I only want to talk about God with one man.  That man is the priest that was the priest when I was an altar-boy.  Fuck it if you don't like it.  I love to talk about God.  However, I love other things.  I love skateboarding.  I love rapping.  I love having a cd for sale.