This is a song about "Evil thing for my delight"

We vegetables, on them record labels

My dreams are falling like evil angels

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm a mean mother fucker, so you know my #kin #evil

I don't think it will work out, school just ain't my thing for the price

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My decisions cannot be swayed, only thing left for me to do is hit upgrade.

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Thank you for encouraging me to do my thing, and not worrying too much about yourself

I ask mr. west for a lil bit of hope realize us new niggas gotta get it ourself

My heart broke when i was caring, for the only thing not worth sharing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing