I'm feelin' lika junkie I'm talkin' to ya brother I'm feeling lika stupid boy who doesn't know what matters, you got the most expensive clothes and stuff just to show off your skin's so silky but your head is smokin', your ass is smokin'
Your skin's so tawny from the regular solarium session, your
Sweet complexion need some more supplies of make-up your body's your eyes are senseless? You're like
Sirloin that tastes so good
But when the meat's burnin' it ain't smells that good u take care of your
Body, your spirit' asleep u take care of your wardrobe It's a human upholstery, where's your spirit?
