[Verse 1]

I am Gemini, super fly, fly guy

I am Gemini, two heads, one eye

I am Gemini, like Pac, André, Lauryn

And Kanye, Boy George, and Anne Frank

I am Gemini, but no, I'm not fake

I am Gryffindor, but don’t move like snake

I am Gemini, people love to call me crazy

But they judging, and they hating, and I'm too grown for explaining

I am Gemini, June 14th

And all the famous rappers got a sign like me

And all the famous rappers got a heart like me

But I know that I'm different and they’re not quite me

I'm the horoscope ho, I'm the planet and moon

I'm the rising ascendant, fifth degree to the Moon

I'm the witch of your dreams, I'm the voice in your head

Your husband sent me a DM and I just left him on read

My planet's Mercury, my element is air

I'm such a free spirit that I don’t fucking care

If I got a blunt I ain’t moving out my chair

You can kiss my derrière 'cause it’s shaped like a pear

[Verse 2]

Little zodiac, ginger snap

Pretty little shorty with the snapback

Tarot deck, Ankh set

Like to get her feet wet with Keith Sweat

The freaknik, from Harlem to BX

I clean up like Kleenex

Spinelli, I'm recess, kickball to the deep end

The public school era, it's old-school forever

The moon and the tides really control the weather

The sun and the moon, yes, it do go together

A spiritual being that rides any weather

[Chorus]

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm

Yes, I'm on my own, tryna find up my home

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm

Always on my own, tryna find up a home

[Verse 3]

Intelligent, adaptable, agile, communicative

Informative, creative, and everybody hates it

Imagination colorful and I just entertain it

A poet and a dreamer, I’ma seize the world and take it

Of course, there is the bad, I'm really superficial

I ain't called you in three months, still I maintain that I miss you

A Gemini with issues, social, isolated

I pray that I'ma make it or at least that I can fake it

And like a Gemini, I'm really prone to changes

I'm really indecisive and I really fuckin' hate it

Picking food or picking clothes, it always make me anxious

But thank God I'm androgynous, 'cause boys clothes what I stay in

[Chorus]

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm

Yes, I'm on my own, tryna find up my home

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm

Always on my own, tryna find up a home