This is a song about "Blasphemious satan"

Don't mistake him for satan

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Illuminate the room and prepare for lies of satan.

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Im a lyrical satan with clerical sanctions

See i'm a nice man but money turned me to satan

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I am a sneak your soul like a satan.

Cold, my style making my nose run

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Heaven's waiting for sammy satan

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

Top ranked, number one my son