"Wembanyama" lyrics

"You know, my theory is that Earth, Earth is actually just a normal speck of dust. And that anything could just blow us away at any minute."
Oh, shit!
Hahah, I'm back
Yeah
Look

It don't matter how you feel, I bet the Earth still spin
It don't matter what you say, I bet the kids still win
Damn, I'm real hot, this shit got me six foot ten
When I drop it's breakin' news, they like, "This just in"
This just in, bitch, this my PSA
The kid so fly, was raised by the TSA
I've been gettin' to the chicken like it's CFA
I tried to quit smokin', then I caught the P next day
As a kid, wanted to be like Ye
But I ain't know that he would go on and say these type things
Now I'm grown, I wanna be like Jay
Shit, I'm in this bitch and I'm feelin' like a young Hov
Grab a seat, I'm [pre-sent?], come take some notes, hit the front row
He said he gon' reach but I teach him to let the gun blow
My bitch rockin' P like it's Easter, she let her butt show
Last shot, I shoot it, then sink it, I'm in the clutch mode
Bitch, I'm goin' hard mode, never did beginnin' style
You know that's my bars, though, hit like they Fentanyl
Damn, heart cold 'cause it's winter now
Damn, got the [?], but I was sittin' down
Now I'm standin' up and I'm ballin' harder than Wembenyama
If he actin' up, I'ma kick him out like I'm Jimmy mama
Lil' bitch, I can suit up and get a sack like I'm Ziggy Ansah
Lil' bitch, I'm too grown, I don't got no time for the kiddy drama
I'm a grown man, I got no time for the child's play
I'm a dirty player, I'm real nice with the foul play
All you hear is "MVP", that's what the crowd say
Smokin' on some THC, I'm in a cloud state

"Where it's so perfect, the world is perfectly made to where we don't get burnt up, or "freeze to death"
Like a marshmallow
Hm, [?]
Perfectly toasted
Perfectly toasted
And we're always spinnin', so it's like, we're, we're evenly toasted all, all world round."