This is a song about "Devil horns"

The fuckin devil is a lie.

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

I have thoughts of gluing on horns on newborns,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished

Lady at the frank stand will

You sold it to the devil

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Through all the rain and the pain

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

Dont listen to bethel, youre messiah and devil

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental