This is a song about "Horns"

Spitting raw fire, more higher, than a dragons roar. i aint man made, mad horns like a dragon born

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Like the saying goes mess with the bull and get the horns

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

I have thoughts of gluing on horns on newborns,

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

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

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns

And three hours in the showers with the corpse