This is a song about "Fire devils"

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

The devils stuck with this never hearing hero

That damier bag i bought her

What's with all this fire,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

But im surrounded by devils,

Heeding a meeting with the devils anvil.

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Here i go again, falling in love

Or for nicer other white devils