I was busy out tryna find myself
Over and over again
Looking for constellations
But I can't see them as well as when we were kids
F*cking light pollution
This new constitution
There's been a revolution of the new world
I heard the system's calling
They're giving you a warning
They don't want you doing that no more
Oh Gemini, please, somebody
Tell me what my stars mean
I'm a Gemini, please, somebody
Tell me what my stars mean for me
Please
I'm afraid about going too hard or going too far, ay
What do they think about me behind these walls, say
Do you think I'm your friend
Think I'm your boy
Think I'm your man
Oh do I sound too pretentious
Well who gives a f*ck in the end
I be hated by niggas
Still f*ck on they sisters
And cum on her face
I tell her cum on my face
I got her calling for days
Tell her to come to my place
I got her screaming
She holding on like she afraid
We could be f*cking for days
We could be f*cking four days
By Friday that girl won't be feeling her legs
She said
I don't care about my dad
I don't care about how he been
I don't care about my mom
I don't even care about my own children
What this is
I was
Tripping on glass
Going too fast
I couldn't slow down
Car gonna crash
Don't you feel bad
We ain't speak once
I would've said
I wished you were there
But I didn't want you around
But when I come back into town
We'll act like it's all working out