This is a song about "All hail satan"

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Marvelous author in publications of satan

She probably had a reason though

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Cool like dat, or just a hardhead like hail,

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Don't mistake him for satan

I'm the flowking hail to my throne

The kings get killed very least overthrown

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Don't mistake it for satan