This is a song about "Evil alien"

Then have to revist this evil

As i light one for ill will

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Money is the root of all evil

We don't believe you, you need more people

Once so peaceful now so evil

Never wrong at any level

The church is so fucking evil

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

Diablo, the one known as unholy and evil

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So alien ima be, cause i ain't controlled by salary

Lady at the frank stand will

Nowhere else to put the evil.