This is a song about "Fighting me is like trying to kill the devil"

To god is who i swear, or should i sign with the devil,

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

To the best g who is still single... so kill!!!

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Don't know where to begin, i guess the devil is within

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Trying to front like they dont know what respect is

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

You know from me it is slaughter, like trying to be free that's all i got to offer

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

So loud the devil had to come and see me for himself