This is a song about "Devour"

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Complete control, its a toll for my soul. devour me whole

For me to abduct, fuck and devour for an hour but/

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

My wonderland will devour you quicker then if rip out your pituitary gland

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

Devour this fucker like the feast it is

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And beckon the beast that dwells and awaits to devour our anger

With some power to devour

You told me god was the answer