This one is rough around the Edges..crispy.

T-minus five, blast off the shuttle cocks
Zoom past the skies
Realize, he went from zero to hero
He flyin by now, take a look, there he go
Feelin himself, it aint E, its his ego
Pumpin himself full of air,
To be known...as
The greatest.
Ever.
Will he sever the chain
That keeps the fame ball tethered?
To the never land, where the weathers grand
And the supers and oompas all laugh and say yes man
Yes man, cause they high off the fumes and
The star dust laced with lust from his fans
But what about the world placed down where he stands
Where the people wave up with a milli little hands
See his painted on smile like he really gives a damn
One hand on his waist, other pointin at your face
He says he really wants you, what you think now Sam?

You agree, cus he a star and you a fan
Used to get down wid it, used to listen to his jams
Now you gettin down wid him, now you more like fam
Now you dressin like him, even share his pants
But witness, come take to the stand
Put your hand on this, and swear on that
Is it true that you two have yet to share hats?
Its true, the star never does that
Might transfer some magic that Sam lacks
And thats fact.
So instead of that
Gave him a Peanut Butter sandwich,
Hit it wit some crack
Plus a juice-box filled with lye that I packed.
Took care of his heart, but he knew from the start
That I had to attack.
No further questions, thats a wrap.