Designer clothes, glittering cars,
A million buck fragrance,
Costly drink at the bars,
Flying in chartered planes,
Your so called stars ,
Celebs at the parties,
Smoking cigars .

Oh, you like calling it high society ?
Then please do, mister,
I can take facts with ease.
I've been a slave to it, since so long,
I know how fucking high it is.

Fucking brats of billionaire dads,
Acting cool with pricey fags,
Bitches roaming in alluring rags,
All slaves like me, of tempting fads.