This is a song about "Evil dead"

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Love is evol, evil knievel

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Like the evil inspector gadget

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Even when my dreams are dead

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

With a world full of evil

As i light one for ill will

Breedin' a whole new type of evil

If they startcuz it's all about survival

This evil chemistry your the ministry

And all women who had light features, see

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

The evil look i always rock with an evil scorn,