I'm on a drug and it's called Charlie Sheen.
I live a rock star life that you could hardly dream.
I'm talking 36-hour party scenes

No, I don't need rehab, (*##$--I'm already clean.
I'm on a different type of buzz, Hugh Hefner type of stud.
I got a different brain, different heart--tiger blood.

I'm raising honest kids with two live-in godessess
While the media can't shut up about how odd this is.
My publicist quit, bet the next to go's my manager.

But I will never stop 'cause dying is for amateurs.
I bang seven-gram rocks, that's how I roll
I got one speed, one gear--GO!


** VERSE 2 **


I hit grand slams with bases loaded, bottom of the ninth inning.
No I'm not bipolar, (*##$--I'm bi-winning.
Struck out in marriage, my stats have been 0 for 3

But in my fingertips, I've got magic and poetry.
So just relax, enjoy the Charlie Sheen Show
'Cause even in my naps, I'm an F-18, bro.

I'm the High Priest Vatican $$#assin Warlock.
Modesty don't pay. I got Adonis DNA.
Everything I do, I do it awesomely.

A rock star from Mars, people can't process me.
With a normal brain. I got a !@$^o dame.
You're trying to get attention, I'm getting bored of fame.

Sick of pretending I'm not (*##$in', clowns and trolls I be dismissin'
All I want is to get back to the acting. You know "can't" is the cancer of
happen.

They're getting sick of me. "Oh, it's you again?"
Get used to it, 'cause all I do is win!