"The Wannabe"

I let the music play
And flow through my vein
As I look to the sky
And wait for the rain
The only thing that can wash away
The pain of unwanted fame
Who is this wannabe gangster
With wicked street fame
I'm a fucked up white boy
Infected with a twisted brain

Who is this holy tweeker
That walks through the streets
And pops off when he speaks
Why even shower
When a scumbag reeks
So go ahead and watch me
While I jerk off in my sheets
I'm a sexual deviant
Who's reached unfathomable peaks

They framed me gay
So I summon my demons from hell
Give me my money
And my soul I will sell
Enthralled by the mark of the beast
I will become the ruler of hell
And when that day comes
I will cut the head off your rainbow
And throw it down a well

Heavy lies the head
Cursed with tragedy
And laced with lead
I am the only man on earth
That can talk while he's dead
And completely embarrass
Any spy and every fed
I have no competition
Because all those that compete
Will end up dead