This is a song about "Evil in me"

Evil thoughts, they run in my head

And please never disrespect my set

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

"you are my slave now, cook me up a fucking meal." (hahaha) *evil laugh*

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

A face of evil in a new form

This voice in my head telling me evil thoughts

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

To hold evil in a submission until we have them