Don't let my smoke bounce off your pressed lips, take it in. You better be here every day to take in everything I have to give you. Rejoice in the luck of finding a goddess like me. Be grateful I'd be sitting here talking to a desperate pathetic loser like you. You are so eager to snatch up my smoke, my ashes and my butts. Repeat the mantra always, here with me or when I am not with you. It's your job, your duty.