Vanity Slaves
I admit we are slaves to our vanity,
If we don't wear something name brand we will lose my sanity,
Never see us in some buddies,
Trying to cop the new 6s are our only worries,
Materialistic vices we carry upon our wishes,
The cost killing finances but It won't matter as long as we getting the bitches,
Never truly Had freedom,
Since our mind state Is that of blind serfdom,
Ready to get the new realeases as soon as we get paid,
Some things never change these days,
I am sorry to admit but yes we are vanity slaves.
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