Used to call me the african don dada
Corpse straight to hell where the devils wants ya
You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick
Her father in his room sucking the devils dick,
Of blood shit by devils' possessions, try to picture this
I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches
Smoke ? you know it taste good
Nah just kiddin im the devils kid
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
We race foreign cars, custom models
But im surrounded by devils,
The devils drug got me feeling a real good high./
My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try
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