[Hook 1: Jillian Marini]
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
[Verse 1: Frzy]
I'm the heat to the summer
The pipe to a plummer
Plus the road to success to the fastest runner
I'm the weapon of choice to a hunter
And a 4th down to a punter
I'm the soul to your ginger
U can call me Gillian
I'm the medicine to flows that sickin
Im a cave to Osama
Or a vomb to a momma
And history to Obama
Hold up
I'm glory to a spartan
Double D'S to Dolly Parton
So Parton
My caution
I'm caring Martians
A bunch of little green men
I'm trying to get abt a million of them
It'll look like an invasion
But really determination
I'm pacing
Cause the lead that I'm facing
Isn't the type for erasing
[Hook 2: Jillian Marini]
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
[Verse 2: Frzy]
I'm the soil to your seed
And it's role model
Im fashion week to the worlds top models
And P Diddy to a Ciroc bottles
I'm encouraging
The people that never win
The people that never grin
Want places they never been
I'm the Knicks to Jeremy Lin
Kennedy to Marilyn
Or Hendrix to h**n
I feel as grimy as a politician
And haunts me like apparition
But If they give a grade to my compositions
I'd but A's in front of men
No religion
And since I'm a ringer to this competition
And the karma sutra of my position
I think it's time people listen
As I retire from this verse
Here's the pension
[Hook 3: Jillian Marini]
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
I said inquire the truth
You should ask bout me
[Bridge/Outro: Jillian Marini]
Hold my soul
In a place unknown
Where I will go
You can not follow
I'll let you go
If you don't follow me
Follow me
Follow me
Follow me