Eye, To Put The Truth In Pop Music…

Ten billion times.

Like Justin Bieber does.

Justin rocks the world.

Justa bad boy scrapin’ fuzz.

Off his cheeks and flapping fitties

Fo’ a fuy dollah happy pack.

An doan git hooked ona fitties yo,

Justin got hisself a big ol’ stack.

An we’ll have no talk of philosophy.

‘Bout who be you an who be me.

Naw, we sing song and getta go along

That’s how we all stay free.

So free…

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.