This is a song about "Hitler and the occult"

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

The hitler of my youth, when i get on the mic and gas the truth

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Adolf hitler if he was alive he would be my first target

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

The goal is the globe and... the versace robe and

But the cogs are turning, and

And more than confident

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Ill be like hitler and your a jew

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Here's the answer and the antidote: