This is a song about "Dumb satan"

Im a lyrical satan with clerical sanctions

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

"contemplate", i wrote about her

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Illuminate the room and prepare for lies of satan.

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

I don't see a problem

But she'll just call me dumb