[ Oh thank God. Beat relaxes like a bubble popped, slumping back against the tree after that nervous heart attack. ]

Only the future, yo? You couldn't see what peeps was doin' at random times?

[ Cause he really doesn't want to talk to anyone whose all-knowing, because the shame would be enough to kill him. ]

Oh yeah was gonna ask, if this aint really how you look, why you lookin' like this? Shouldntchu be how you really look? Games over, bro.