This is a song about "Devil may cry"

It was his mom i made cry

That's the window into the sky

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

When i held you i used to cry

Lady at the frank stand will

You sold it to the devil

Ima slay you alive, watch you cry

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

As the so called weak weep and cry

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

The root of all evil

May be controversial

My rhymes may be sentimental but to get this far i had to sell my soul to the devil.

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

You face made blind children cry

And in fact i can’t deny