Im feelin like an alien, MARTIAN, E.T couldnt even reach me/
Soul floatin high as f**k you need a Ouija just to reach me/
Somewhere where the stars be, Hollywood? No/
Im sayin wherever the planet Mars be to show 'em
where the bars be/ On me you gon see the fast life
warp speedin/ Bad b****** on my Prometheus even
Sigourney weavin I mean it/ Whenever speakin I spit
comets on nonsense/ honestly Im being honest when I
say you aint got nothin on this, feel me?/ I keep it
realty bringin it to your houses/Open doors for my people/
Thats why I still go out and record for my people/
This is that close encounters the new sequel/
So when im finished takin the planet by force, they
gon' say D's the new Deebo/ Better call up your hero/
Or the only thing to the rescue is me to the mainstream
while you're still floatin in a cesspool/ Exit

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