Plastic rockers Plastic Gangsters As 50 cent would call them Wanksters Both hype the stereotype They both delight in the white One snorts it up their nose One sell it to buy new clothes Sex, drugs, rock

For a long time have been dreaming about you I want you in my world take your place and rule You got my body and soul, see me acting a fool I don’t care if you use me make me your tool It burning me inside