She wants a ma**age, shoot her a message to see I don't know why it's me she wants to hold Hold on, shes taken like a parking spot Two cars don't belong to that parking lot That's a lotta drama I'm not ready for See it all, panoramic, camera metaphor Snapshots in my brain I remember when we had attached names Like the j is messed up, this joint is disjointed Who is she Well wouldn't you like to know She's this chick, cloaked in what ifs Like a magnet, she's pulled off then gravitating back Still has a sweet spot, so pinata still wants stick Says the word eventually like I gotta wait in line for that I don't want to waste my time or rack my mind on that Still drools over me, what the f** Shoot her texts, spread on the blue blood Run circles around her quick, lap it up Tossing her something to sip, lap it up I'll just give her a place to sit, lap it up So soaked, does she have fins, lap it up Polish and then spin, yes girl, lap it up Feeling sinking in as I'm sinking in I should've hit the pause bu*ton before it began Old habits, they die hard mother f**er Yippee ki yay, all day, walk through walls Son of Kanye, just chillin on mars like all day Get on all fours and come and find me Finally