If you sell structured settlement, you enter what a writer for the Washington Post calls the “netherworld of structured settlements”. It is a world of unlicensed salesmen and saleswomen who some liken to flesh ripping scavenging birds of prey.
I know it’s hard to believe. In Nevada you need a license to be a “hoe”or a “pro”. The dude that inks your tats needs a license. The day care center that takes care of your 7 children needs a license. You need license or permit to run a marijuana dispensary, but nothing for distributing “financial crack”. Repeat customers demonstrate that financial crack is an addictive “drug” doled out by cash now “pimps” with the approval of state court judges.
Deal with unlicensed salesmen if you dare
Cash now party like you just don’t care
Financially you just had a scare
But bank of yo’ mattress almost bare
Cash now cannibals everywhere
Eat your payments, may leave some hair
Robo calls every where
People pissing with outrage
Due to political laissez- faire
Mary Alice Rose I suppose
All it took was her to bloody her nose
And Freddie Gray to get blown away
For Brian Frosh to come and save the day
Annuitants ain’t no hoes and they ain’t no schmoes
So why they keep getting hosed?
They think they stylin’
Those cash now vultures
Fish breath belchers
I prefer Welches.
Unlicensed salesmen or saleswomen
Can’t help but bump into them
Fills my mouth with phlegm
I have to condemn
The fuckin’ math problem
30 cents to me 70 cents to them
They ain’t no gems