This is a song about "Blasphemious satan"

Don't mistake it for satan

Cold, my style making my nose run

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

Cold world no blanket son

Don't mistake him for satan

Marvelous author in publications of satan

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

I've got a pet demon and i call him satan

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

Hell im the only one to ever ignite satan

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

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

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done