(Hook)
You won't feel me, until I'm wasted off fame
And feelin' faded off my liquor
And hallucinating about frames getting tighter. And a**es getting thicker
As I pitch in..Just to get it in
The right image..Setting the wrong trend
While I..Treat my haters like rules
Just to see how they bend
I need a minute, just to comprehend....The meaning of all this
I know that..Every human being wants to be flawless
But if you ask me
I loved the girls bra-less
Too young to know how it is to be faded
But I poured my heart out
So I know how it is to be wasted
Often copied
But never pasted
I heard love was sweet
But why can I taste it?
And when it comes to reading hints to emotions
Ima lil' bit dyslexic
But I'm eatin' up all the fame. and ya'll not
No wonder why ya'll stay anorexic
The game got me feelin' good. I feel fantastic
sh**, I keep it real. While you n***as stay plastic
(Overnight foreva n***a)