This is a song about "Dont mess with satan and skatin around messin shit up"

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

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

And i don't fuck around with too much of ya'lls shit

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

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

And i ain't trina be no thug like i said im just caught up in a mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Mess with this and i go polemic

I dont really mess with people, im an instrument/

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Messin with niall & marty,

It was just another party