You Fuckers Only Like Those Famous People

You fuckers only like those famous people
And never give a fuck about the art
The industry just want to see me creeple
And will not pay attention untill I die

And even with the death you don't really care
And even if I share you don't really get it
The magazines will talk about my hair
But never about what's really in my head and

I know if I was rich it would be easy
'Cause I could pay the Mark and he would help
But fuck social media, I don't believe it
I'll make in my own way just by myself

I am real (not made of plastic)
I can't fake (jus be sarcartic)

Kill the gossip
Kill the media
Kill the spitit of the fame

Kill the rich and
Kill your ego
Throw the money into the flame

No (no)

You fuckers only like those famous people
And never give a fuck about the art
The industry just want to see me creeple
And will not pay attention untill I die