This is a song about "Evil butterfiles"

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

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

I be on some other shit

Like the evil inspector gadget

Riding around without a fuck given

Rather be the evil within

As i light one for ill will

That's see no hater, hear no evil

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

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

Lady at the frank stand will

But now people just think im evil

Nowhere else to put the evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people