Do you like my poem about druglords?

Question:

Do you like my poem about druglords?

I want to be a druglord ma/
In life that is my goal/
For rules the druglord follows none/
and lives of things he stole/
His wealth and power, they are vast/
His attitude so bold/
For plants that once were none but weeds/
Are worth their weight in gold/
Hooray for wars fought on drugs ma/
Forever may they be/
And thank the czar who made so sweet/
The druglord's life for me!/

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Ummmm... it was cool. You forgot to add the part where the druglord hustles for fifteen years, gets about 5 million dollars and goes to prison for 20 years only to realize that the money he made hustling he could have made honestly if he had some damn patience. Come on man, dig deep. Life is too short.