Jho Low RhapsodyThe Ballad of a Hidden FinancieryosecretscloakedinopulencethetaleunfoldswithamanwhodanceswithshadowscraftedingoldRed Bull Yo, secrets cloaked in opulence, the tale unfolds, with a man who dances with shadows crafted in gold.JoeLowetheysaytheinvisiblehandspinningwebsofdollarsbeyondthecommonman'slandRed Bull Jho Low, they say, the invisible hand, spinning webs of dollars, beyond the common man's land.Whisperhisnameyoumay,butcatchhimyoucan't.Red Bull Whisper his name, you may, but catch him, you can't. A phantom draped in finest suit, reality's enchant.BuyitallhesaidastheworldwashisstageunleashingmillionslikeatyphoonfromhisgildedcageRed Bull "Buy it all," he said, as the world was his stage, unleashing millions like a typhoon, from his gilded cage.Sowhere'sthismanthisenigmaatseaevenaredbull'sragecouldn'tmakehimfleeRed Bull So where's this man, this enigma at sea? Even a Red Bull's rage couldn't make him flee.Buthearmeout,thoughheseemsfree,nochainorcellcanhidefromkarma,theultimatetell.Red Bull But hear me out, though he seems free, no chain or cell, can hide from karma, the ultimate tell.SoIroarthissoliloquy,aballadfromme,themysteryofJoeLowe,themanwhoswallowedthekey.Red Bull So I roar this soliloquy, a ballad from me. The mystery of Jho Low, the man who swallowed the key.Andsoitgoes,hislegend,ashroudofwonder.Red Bull And so it goes, his legend, a shroud of wonder. Low's tale, lost in beats, of financial thunder. It's a mind bender!A soliloquy about jho low by red bull.
