This is a song about "Plastic"

Wrap you in saran plastic,

All you wanna do is get that stick

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

So pass the mic so i can melt it like plastic

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

He strikes a matchstick to ignite his plastic dolly for sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

The day before is better than the present

Detaching the plastic i don't untie the end

Stop making faces like a plastic surgeon

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

And by the celophane is type of plastic wrap