This is a song about "Demonic ninja"

I slice the track in two, like my words are a ninja sword

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

I'll hit you with the five deadly sins and then a ninja sword,

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Crave hedonic pleasures, somewhat demonic, not illuminati or masonic

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence