Star Devourer II - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm past the stage of riding space worms

I'll stroke a goddess by her cake curves

I ain't the dom, I abide and praise her

Might have to prophesy a safe word

Before that she'll show the truest of visions

Before I let off that lucid emission

And then we can cowrite the smoothest of writtens

Can't even hop from one God to the next

Doesn't matter if the top is the best

My creator's old Yahweh, peeps

He don't want me in a goddess sheets

Might be a false god thing to him

How do I explain my kink to him

Cause Ishtar's fit, rah, frisky ting

And I found all the joys that submission brings

But gotta separate those two

Even though I rate those two

Don't wanna own my partner bro

Cause I don't wanna be that dude

Man I really hate that dude

Who would even make that move

Let alone play that tune

She owns me, not the other way around

That's how I convey that mood

Hold up I'll be a catholic still

I believe in God's fantastic will

And now I aim for the pastor's yield

Soon as I'm out of the Catherine wheel

We'll LCP real fast then peel

Real fast then peel, peel

Ayy

How you mean? How you mean?

When it's blood pumping for rough fucking, I call the pagan ladies

When I see my drive to keep alive, I reach out and I praise He

Both important now for performance but only one will save my soul

Ain't worth abandoning the holy champion for the dark to swallow me whole

My knees buckle for different reasons depending on the context

One's my fantasy, one's my savior, neither are just objects

And hopefully in the afterlife, our merry paths get crossed up

I'll feed you stars on silver platters and then you can meet my father