Put ya hands to the constellations the way you Look should be a sin you my sensation I know a n***a did a lot of waiting We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation And I know a n***a did a lot of waiting We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation I keep close to the people that I'll probably lose But the truth is I'd rather never choose As for now I keep an entourage of very few They asking what to do what can we do for you Hm... Quit askin' with "blunt pa**ing" Quoting Biggie Smalls cooler than some ice in Aspen My mind's like the beach in the winter Similar to tweets on twitter Everybody can rap these day but uhm... Most of y'all soundin' wack these days Got me askin' what happened to originals I know I can't talk but at least I'm original So let's have a toast for the wack fads That I pretened to love like a step-dad I'm winning more but I still never lose less and Winning in disguise is a Devil in a new dress Or a Devil in a red dress that is Thanks for the memory I hope it never lasted And.. I ain't even gonna lie The answer is yes to the question that I lied... ...To... But now let me ask a question Why am I greater if you told me that I'm less than Take a rest then I'll get back to ya As long as you don't ask what lasts for a Minute, hour, day, year or decade I'm just tryna be parennial not less paid Told me that I lie in my lyrics Nah, I'm just telling the future or what I'm feeling If I ain't futuristic I'm future seeing Cus everything I See is coated green and I'm just tryna clear the scene Of lame rappers I mean I'm just statin' You need a little bit of help if you listening to Satan