Like A Diabetic In A Candy Store

(For the hip hop fans,............. maybe)

I feel like I'd been locked in a cage
Year after year to quell my rage
Dummed down by the world, but in my head a sage
Looking in the mirror as I'm turning the page

My feet find me back here in the city lights
Looking for a babe to get me through the nights
Feeling like I don't have the proper game
To light that spark and ignite that flame

It's like a diabetic in a candy store
I want them all, but I can't have no more
So much to choose from, but I only get a whore
I wonder how many hits will get me a score

I feel so alone, but it's just in my head
New York's alive, but to me it's just dead
Sadly the parade has passed me by
I sit here alone, and I wonder why

Ok Cupid, c'mon, do your job
Bring me a honey, and I will come alive
Maybe some viagra will give me the drive
and I will be a star in my bedroom, live

It's like a diabetic in a candy store
I want them all, but I can't have no more

So much to choose from, but I only get a whore
I wonder how many hits will get me a score