This is a song about "Devils pentagon"

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Heeding a meeting with the devils anvil.

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me

Everybody wasted faded, faded

Nah just kiddin im the devils kid

Listen to the devils voice and it's giving me chills

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since