This is a song about "Forget the devils"

There's crack, there's crack

And forget about the trap,

To dream is to live life’s full potential

Next level special, the fucking devils vessel

Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Cuz i'm the one you'll never forget

Her father in his room sucking the devils dick,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

And start collecting happiness like i took the devils oath.

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend