Look in a mirror, say I want great things
I'm a star so look here, I go to Mars now
I take a look in a my purse and change it
Wake up this morning, I want great things
Look in a mirror, say I want great things
This dense park pon the asphalt
I'm praying my prayers and I got an answer
I sang them songs after the Mars
As I bleach out you
The life just begun
Get a box of funds
Me just buy two complex and country clubs
Tell me me no worry, I have a lovely son
Mad smart enough, them just judge me
I'm done