This is a song about "Devils threeway"

Heeding a meeting with the devils anvil.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But im surrounded by devils,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Lyrically i'm extravagant fully automatic the devils advocate,

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Rollin that devils lettuce

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And start collecting happiness like i took the devils oath.

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Of blood shit by devils' possessions, try to picture this

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces