This is a song about "God beats the devil"

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

From the preacher cuz you're the devil

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

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

With the rhythm and beats

Now i'm living out my dreams

So pretentious with no potential

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

You all niggas ain't even on my level

I was called the spawn of the devil,

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Well rick james, maury jane