Fame, Brain,
Money, Sex and Food
Don’t
love me for what you get from me
Don’t
stay with me when deep inside
You
got no title of love for me
Don’t
fake the love just because of fame
Plastic
love
Fame
is so contagious and spread like wild fire
Don’t
love me because of am not somebody
But
just set aside the fame and love me for real
And
don’t expect me to fake it up at all plastic love
Money
Is one
of the sort out commodity
By all
no matter the creed money speaks
Don’t
love me because of money that I got
With
or with without money will your love stays
Don’t
fake the love just because of fame
She
got fame she is always on the spotlight
She go
the crowd at her foots door
Always
on the lips of everyone just as utility
Plastic
Love
Don’t
love him just because of he got brains
He can
fix up your home works, project and seminar papers
She
got brain and she can think so fast out of the box
He
comes up with solution to solve solution
Once
the whole issue is sort out he is gone…she fades out
Plastic
love
