This is a song about "Devils true form"

My true form is denial and arrogance yet i seem to be wearing acceptance

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Or for nicer other white devils

I can teach you all the sounds of love

This time a heavier form of methamphetamine

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Angels fight with devils and

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Rollin that devils lettuce

That needs some type of life form

He gave him a platform