This is a song about "God satan"

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

"are you alright, you convulsing, and look like satan.

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Few clowns was hatin', moved my pounds to dayton

Listening to me is like worshiping satan,

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Dancin' with satan in satin

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Catch you up on places i've been

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Don't mistake it for satan

I've got a pet demon and i call him satan

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one