[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
Into and out of you, Ashanti shit
Falsetto Alston
I wake with no coffin
I lay inhaling Waco exhaust
At the save point ‘tween Austin and Fort Worth
The city is my h’or douvre
But baby you’re main course worthy
Pork served on scorched earth, I lick my lips like a porn search
That’s a godbody
Belly ripe, you’re marbled to perfection
I’m starved for this
I marvel at your entrance (which one?)
Tongue inside my mouth, either from you sliding up neck slick
Or swine as the prepped dish
Two thots trembling on stained sheets, one sleeping
I ease on elbow and eye every element of the edifice
When I see the shrine, decorated with human teeth
And a skull filled with Rosé
My lover want body and blood, no shade
Got me feeling the same way

[Hook: Savan DePaul]
I won’t let you Daveed me once
won’t let you Daveed me once
won’t let you Daveed me once
won’t let you Daveed me once
Won’t let you Daveed me once

[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
Spliced your genes, I left you a sample pack on the sill
Pansexuill
My “Coming of age” came from “sneaking out” to catch me a feel
Can’t chastity cage my magnanimous ilk
Baddies in silk
Chocolate caramel milk
“Black Magic” revealed on your ass to the heels
Fuck me, put your stamp like a bill
Suck me like spell necromancy conceal
Technomancer move ill
“Sweet “As a Motherfucker”, you can leave me “weak and divine”
I peeped your peach, lemme eat with the lime
Sheets slick with slime
We did the crime (passion)
“Sex in the afterlife” speak of divine…
“Alive Again” tried to pen
But your thighs been on my mind again
“My Body” dog, writhing shins
That word like psychic Liza jingle glint
Drawing me closer like a hypnotist
One sultry motion cause hip to twist

[Hook 2: Savan DePaul & Woven In]
“…and then she noticed”

[Verse 3: Savan DePaul (& Woven In)]
the mother god is watching
cut through shrubbery then meet me in the clearing
the mother god is hearing
i hope to assassinate her captor tonight, she wouldn't mind
i picked up tips from the Araminta school of womankind
roman candles or pump actions, pick your poison
unless they down, i'd advise to not bring your boys in
layout the plans
nerves dry out the tongue polyps
and it's fucking with the kid like colic
Ms. Liza's psychic crystal ball polished
"by the time we're through, all cishet bigotry shall be abolished"

[Hook 3: Savan DePaul & Woven In]
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished
Shall be abolished…