I get back the fact is that they're giving me slack. 'Cause I'm the Prophet of naught and the gospel aphrodisiac. Give me sorrow, I break it into love.
Until there was you we didn't know what to do. But I don't give a fuck about the things that I blew. Sucker MC don't you love me?. Wanna have me, wanna queue me, one two three.
One one one two. I'm as big as they come when I'm over the phone. I'm as clean as they come when I'm fixing my zone. On my own, clock my clone, lock my home, cool it.