Is it possible to social network and still feel alone?
Millions of people in a second and everyone of them clones
Plastic and silcone...its silly homes but I even feel strange on aim
My status changes and so does the rest of these strangers
It like a bitter taste of hate and anger
I'm no longer poppin shit on some honest shit I just want some fuckin acknowledgement
For some of my accomplishment
I guess its the humble pie crust surrounding my eyes because
Now that I know I'm not the shit, everyone else is popin shit
But when I spit they say I'm sick I guess the whole world's is on my dick....
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