This is a song about "Devil horns"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

My mind is void of sense but yet i'm still sharp as horns

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

So pretentious with no potential

Use swear words like i am the devil.

The devil is a lie

Don't ask me why

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Like cruel killer,badder then a devil