My claws in your mind, you lost between my legs, given over to my pleasure, which is to drain you. To use you until the last drop of effort you have put in to earn that money. We both like it, but you are addicted.
You’re too stupid to budget money, you’re too anxious to worry about stressful adult things. You are too weak to decide anything for yourself. The only thing a money slave like you should worry about is if you served me to my satisfaction today.
