"she would be my queen, i could be her king, together she would make me cool, and we would both rule, forever. and i would never feel pain, and never be without pleasure ever again, and if the rain never stops, and everything's dry, she would cry, just so i would drink the tears from her eyes. she'd teach me how to fly, even cushion my fall, if my engines stall and plummet from the sky, but she would keep me high, and if i ever die, she would commission my image on her bosom, to him or maybe she'd retire as well. a match made in heaven, sets the fire in hell. and i'll be..."- Lupe Fiasco