This is a song about "God beats the devil"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Ha i dare ya', i'm like the devil!

See these lights got me on another level

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

The devil lives in disguise

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

As i sit here amplifying the beats

God sent me to strike but the devil himself baught me the mic

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Well rick james, maury jane

When you're reachin' your dreams

With the rhythm and beats