(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)