This is a song about "Follow satan"

That they've sold their souls* to satan

And it rules everything around them

I swear to satan i'm saying

Your eyes are amazing

They say, "follow the rules,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

She likes the way it hits her lips

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Follow the discussion and feign intuition,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Sensing sensations similar to satan/

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

Never one to follow along

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one