This is a song about "Disciple"

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

I feel like i’m now detached, i’m satan’s cold disciple,

But i want out like michael, but i'm still a disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Disciple of hannibal lector

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

I ain’t preaching now, i ain’t a sent disciple,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people