This is a song about "Evil"

They're scavenging through the remains of the waste carved by evil

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

We don't believe you, you need more people

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

Born evil couldnt baptize

There is a light that shines

An evil motherfucker, so damn sinister

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

That's see no hater, hear no evil

Nowhere else to put the evil.

Lady at the frank stand will

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

The evil look i always rock with an evil scorn,

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil