Foreign

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