I am in one of my most confused mindsets of my teenage life. Is it the spots? no. Is it the thirst to grow up? not really. Is it the constant use of internet porn? no its far worse. I think i may of caught a new but deadly virus "50 Cent Syndrome"

i know 50's one of the wackest but every time Tim Westwood throws on a record from his new album i cant help but sing along to the hooks even to some of the verses, im starting to love all the beats and the worse news of all. Im seriosuly considering going into the shop and handing over £13 for the thing! Is there any cure for this diesease? or should i let it spread?
advice much needed