This is a song about "Halos n horns"

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Satan's horns, thunder pounds, pieces of an angel's face,

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Tried perfecting my letters n

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Every day was a saturday, shit

That's the warning you missed, fool-- the horns that he spit

More mistakes could be made ‘n

Always on some new shit cnn